Tiger grins back. "Well met, yes. Thank you. I will sit here." He speaks a little slowly, considering each word as he puts them together. He nudges out a chair with his foot, before getting to the minor production of settling into a seat that's not really large enough for him to sit comfortably. He doesn't seem to mind, though, just shifts the way the axe hangs so it's not caught between his back and the back of the chair.

"There are many interesting people here," he says, with that halting cadence, and cheerfully, perhaps having noticed the youth's people-watching, perhaps just inviting further conversation.