Felix is a cosmopolitan man - he's been to Earth, he knows this custom. He leans over to shake the man's hand with a smile.

"Oh, in theory. My brother's theory, that is. I'm better at making friends than enemies." And making the wrong kind of friends has left his job situation rather questionable, but Felix isn't going into that. "Though I fancy I'm tolerably handy in a fight, if the occasion calls for it."