Petyr smiled softly and approached. He sat down in the seat that was gestured too, and set the tablet to the side.
He was dressed in rather rich, earthy tones, wearing an overcoat that fit his slender form well, covering most of his neck. At his breast, he wore a silver mockingbird sigil. By his hip, he carried a small pouch and on the other, a slender blade. He was quite a handsome man, with grey green eyes and dark hair that was starting to grey at the sides.
"It is quite all right" he replied, that smile still in place. "This is quite an interesting... lab as you called it" he remarked.