Broken Antler Fen I've seen those eyes before

"Pleasure to meet you, Raksha," Nico murmured softly, yet clearly and bowed politely, a shadow of a smile curving his lips. Though he may not particularly wish to converse with her right now, he knew how important first impressions were, and he knew how important it was to outwardly remain cool and collected, pleasant and well-mannered even though a deadly storm brewed within the surface of his smile. 

"My story?" the soldier canted his head slightly, eyes scanning her with a certain kind of thoughtfulness. "What do you mean?"