Some men were quite self conscious about height, but Nyx was not one of those. Sure, he met this woman eye to eye, but that didn't change the fact that he was immensely deadly, and could burn half this beach to a crisp with the magic he held. Not that he would. That would be terrible, for the beach was filled with innocent people.
Nyx would never consider that!
With his hand clasped with hers, the Glaive offered an equal smile. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Reyes." Nyx offered.
When their hands release, Nyx bent down and picked up his t-shirt, but hadn't made any move to put it on. One could say, Nyx was shameless, or that he didn't particularly see the harm with not wearing a shirt. Of course, Nyx didn't realize that the woman in front of him had been checking him out to start with. Though, in the most innocent ways, he had noticed her in instant moments. The curves were there, and she owned them. Confidence, was attractive.
Though she was right on one standing. He was cut. Years of military service had him well built, head to toe. Toned and shaped for effective destructive force. "Ms. Reyes, what is it you're looking for, and how might I be able to help you find it?" Nyx offered with his smile not wavering.