It appeared that manners were yet to reach this far flung outpost of civilisation but Christopher took it all in his stride, the dismissed hand returning to his side without so much as a grimace of displeasure crossing his features. After all it appeared the man was also a peasant much like everyone else in this facility and as such you couldn't hold them to the standards you would for someone with real breeding. It was one of the many sacrifices Christopher made for his calling and while he may not be exactly happy about it (of course, not that anyone could tell) he put up with such examples of banality.<br/><br/><strong>"Welcome good sir. I am Dr Lascelles, one of this facilities psychologists. May one enquire as to own position here at our fine establishment?"</strong><br/><br/>The words were still friendly, charming, explicitly pronounced... any annoyance Christopher may have felt completely unnoticeable to the outside world.