Faolan raises an eyebrow slightly. Isn't...shaking hands the way that one person is supposed to greet another. Of course, the more she talks the more he just finds himself -- overwhelmed, yes, he believes that that is the right word choice to use here. Also, something about her usage of the word 'date' in the same breath as the admission that yes, those had been scales, real ones under his touch, and not metaphysical ones that he'd felt through his newfound abilities, that starts to set him even further on edge.

"I'm not -- I didn't --"