Out of the corner of his eye, he caught that movement - that sudden register on the man's face of... well, shock, at the very least. Probably something else. Honestly, he had to keep himself from smirking. It was actually very amusing.

As far as he was concerned, it proved one thing: this man knew who he was. Not who "David Mathis" was, but who he was. What he was. And yet... Sable still had no idea who this man was. Well, at least he'd been right about him being vaguely familiar. ... Maybe.

He doesn't comment on the shock, the shaking hands... but he does lightly ask, "Is this your first time here?"