Run closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. This one inhale broke the male down for him in his mind so his head never had to lift. Understanding the reptilian race, dirty hands and the scents from his close it was easy to know where this man was on scale to society for this room. He was not the royal family, thus for now not needing to be on his mind, but he did speak for politeness. "I have been requested to see to the roo on His Grace, as the head butler of the ship I insted this task be mine. I shall stay where I stand till permitted to speak or otherwise by His Royal Highness. Thank you."