“It is nice to meet you, Leah. I am Benjamin of The Egyptian Coven.”
He did plan on extending his hand towards her, but something in the back of his mind was telling him not to.
So, he gave a slight bow of his head, the biggest amount of respect he could probably give to someone
“Ditto."
There was something that seemed to shut off her wits and snark-like remarks. Half of it was that he would take it as a compliment, or would find some type of constructive criticism in it.
The other half; was blind to her.
"You shouldn’t be this close to the line.” The t r e a t y line.