Vimmru didn't immediately recognise him despite his looks and unusual clothing. Upon hearing a faint Transsunerian accent and typical Forinsel name he remembered. Sebastien. Lister. He was currently the most famous Transsunerian. The Transsunerian president had rather bluntly asked Vimmru who was best for Transsuneria's reputation, a murderous dictator or some poor guy emigrating from the nation after Soormann had finally been defeated. Vimmru was convinced it would turn out to be a good thing for Transsuneria in the long run, and most certainly for Sebastien.

Vimmru reached out with his hand for a handshake.

"Good evening agent Lister, and thank you." Vimmru answered with a friendly smile, though slightly uncomfortable being called 'highness'. He knew that Lister was being polite, but no Sedunnic king or queen since the 18th century and the laws reducing their personal power had insisted on royal titles or treatment.

Both Vimmru and Aenn were curious to hear more about Lister and his life, but it could be a sensitive topic. After all, he had been so eager to leave his old life behind.

"This ship looks amasing. I am sure we will have a great evening" Aenn nodded.