"Thank you," he grins. Hey, he'll take compliments wherever he can get them. He looks at his hand again and realises he just did that without actually wearing his guantlets.

Well, then.

"I've a few more, but nothing I can demonstrate inside here." The last thing he needs to do is start flinging swords about and spooking the shit out of everyone. "My name's Azwel. And you are?" He's... not actually met Blaze before.