(The fact that he can identify him as male will be surprise enough; most people just assume he’s female, many of them not knowing Viera can be male. He has questions for those people.)

Opal waits politely for him to get over it, this being a far too often occurrence and only getting worse with notoriety under his name. The grin and wink earns Gustavain a small smile- not shy exactly, more measured than anything. “Thank you,” he says, his voice very much not aiming to project but still cutting through the noise clear as a bell, “To yours as well.” He takes a small sip of the beverage, eyes closing for a moment in what is something of a ritual for him: taking a moment to exclude sight and its demanding priority to take in the other senses of the scene around him, the sounds and smells and feel>/i> of it all. Somewhat surprisingly, it is still the man in front of him that stands out most of all.