"Verc...Oh! The Archon!" He has a name? He has a name! This makes him stunningly more human. Harrowheart begins to nod as his attention drifts thoughtfully downward. He blinks, thinking, then looks back at Lieselotte guiltily. "Do you think I should greet him before the night is through? I got the impression I should let him be, but..." His lips thin in an anxious, scrunched expression. "I just don't wanna offend anyone, but he seemed real content to be left alone, so I figured..."

Figured he'd wimp out on that, yeah.