"Your liege," Vex had to snigger a bit at that old fashioned term, one he'd hoped had long since gone out of style but here was the girl from San Francisco using it. "Ooh, well, mummy clearly wanted you to attract attention." He bobbed his eyebrows, gave her a once-over with his dark gaze, then whistled low. "My old boss was a Leanan Sidhe, any relation?"

His eyes widened slightly as she began to approach him, his instincts telling him to be cautious of anyone with 'blood' in the title of their species. As such, he killed two birds with one stone: one to make himself more comfortable, and two to show her what he was. He rose an empty hand towards her and make a two-fingered 'walkie' motion, and Toby would suddenly find herself stepping backwards- back to the coffee pots.

"I'm a mesmer, luv. That is my magic, no signature required." In fact, she wouldn't be able to feel even a trace of his within her, very sneaky and obviously dangerous. He let her go once she was back where she started, his hand lowered back to his bottle.