Out of all the archetypes Les had thought of, Felix would most likely fit into the 'reserved and intellectual' category. Being out of control and at the mercy to his anxieties was a pretty normal feeling for Felix, sure it wasn't something he enjoyed feeling but it wasn't something he was uncomfortable with. He'd never been the type to control a room or be the centre of attention. He was the nerd in the back of the library with his head constantly in a book. That certainly wasn't all there was to him, however. Amongst the right people, he would come alive. Dirty jokes and dad jokes were something that was quite frequent in Felix's vocabulary. Hugs were to be expected and a hell of a lot of crying, but he'd always offer a shoulder when someone else needed it too. Still, he never found enough confidence to walk into a room with shoulders back and start flirting with the person next to him. It was something he admired in other people to an extent but he was quite happy being his bumbling self, the self-acceptance had taken a while to happen though.<br/><br/>"Oh, uh, well, I'm not actually a doctor." Felix returned Les' smile although it was way more awkward looking. "Not like, the title. I'm qualified to be working with you though, obviously." He wanted to slap himself. "My name's Felix, though. Felix Reder." He wiped his hand as discreetly as possible on his trousers before offering it to Lesley. If he looked closely, he would see the nails were short and his hands were calloused. Felix certainly did not look the type to get his hands dirty with some grease and oil but that seems to be what he did. "Please, have a seat." He gestured to the chair next to the desk and took a seat of his own on the one in front of the computer.<br/><br/>"So, we won't be attaching anything today, I'll just be taking a look at whats left and seeing what we can do with it." He sounded much more confident now that they were focussing on the task at hand, or, not at hand. "If you could take your current prosthetic off so I can have a look, that would be helpful." He reached out to a bottle to sanitize his hands and let Lesley take his time taking his hand off.