Ahoha.. yes, that was their greeting here? He remembered reading about it. He smiled slightly and waved. He thought it was good that he wasn't caught by surprise. That would be bad. He felt, and knew too, that bad things tended to happen in those cases. It was mostly why he had been avoiding crowds here. "Been practicing a while," he spoke then, generating heat from his palm and then putting it out. "Used to go to that school in London. Not anymore, though." He glanced down at the last part of his words, as he sort of missed living under a roof. "I'm Mordred."