He turns his head to look at the viera man who'd come up alongside his table. There's always a bit of a look of quiet surprise to him whenever he sees one of the long-eared men. He'd truthfully only really just gotten used to seeing the women as a regular sight in Eorzea and the men still take him a little bit aback. It's only momentary, though, before his expression melts into a quiet smile,

"Who's asking?" the question is confrontational, but the tone is one of soft amusement, as though he's pretty sure he already knows the answer (and he probably does).