[Dohalim watches the man for a few moments, eyes occasionally flicking to the screen and back again. it's clear that something on screen is bothering him; the frown forming on his lips makes it obvious. but nothing about the scene is in any way familiar, though... it does remind him of his own memories he'd rather not revisit at the moment.

before he can say anything, however, Red Wine pulls his attention away from the screen, and the flush on his face is back]

I had no idea you intend on charming me more.

[there's a subtle smile on Dohalim's lips as he takes another sip of his wine, savouring the flavour]

But I suppose formal introductions are in order. I am Dohalim il Qaras. A pleasure to meet you.