*rather thinks the interesting color of your face would tell him just about everything he needs to know even if your companion (Doc, obviously) wasn't being so touchy-feely*
*tucks his file under one arm and steps over, extending his hand to Doc with the hint of an amused smile*
Just Ecthelion's fine. And it's a (long-overdue) pleasure to meet you, Doc. We were beginning to think Erestor made you up.