The fact the man stood to shake his hand and didn't brush him off was more than welcomed. It was like a ray of light in a dark abyss that was was life. "Dio- yes. A few days past? I have never been happy to be alive as I am now, er, rather than sleeping. Forever. Is a fate worse than death." He chuckled, motioning to the coats.
"I am told this is doubly true for us. Have I got you at a bad time? You are ah-" He clicked his tongue to find the words. The man had that american twang to him, though polished. Non amorale. Regular. To many are queer. It becomes a bit unsettling, to see what future holds due to carelessness."