[Oh, he's gonna let it happen, and enjoy every fucking second of it.] Bless you. What's your name, darling? [Because while he has figured out the usernames to some extent... not all of them are actual names. Diva is word.

Vampires, of course, makes his Lucien Sense™ tingle as he recalls information, but Chiropterans doesn't register at all. So that's either a good or bad thing.

Whatever. If this cutie is a vampire trying to lure people into a party ground to suck their blood... He'll deal with that. But, truth be told, no con has ever involved going "hey I'm a vampire. come to my party." She's probably legit.]

Thank you. I grew them myself. [Stupid jokes with that same level of vaguely insincere carnie charm, per usual.] You are probably the nicest royal I have ever met. My compliments to whoever taught you how to be polite to the common folks. I'm sure you're a wonderful ruler in... wherever you came from.