"Yes sir" he smirked. He wasn't sure if that meant he could sit yet or not. He was accustomed to having adults tell him when to stand, when to sit, what to do... It was something he just sort of had to deal with until he was old enough to leave home. But then again... he wasn't home any more, he wasn't even in school any more! No more job at the bank, working for his Father... that moment of realisation made his eyes light up.
"My name's Charles Dalton, sir" he said, holding a hand out to the man.