Oh, is that what you're wondering? [Félix doesn't bother to mask the bit of pride that edges into his voice with that, proud of the sorcery that sets him apart from others in court and can give him an edge. Although he's not quite willing to show all of his cards here, there are some matters he can disclose.]

I am a porté sorcier, actually. Many nobles are in Montaigne. It means I have some skill in using magic to mark items and to sense where they are.

[At least on a simple level. The rest... he's less inclined to share with those unfamiliar with porté. Better to keep at least something in reserve. Particularly around someone with her skills. Félix can hear the sounds of her strange hands moving in the darkness, and he pays sharp attention to how far they seem able to reach.]

I've not met anyone with sorcery like yours before. It seems particularly useful; I'm glad that we encountered each other here.

[The flare of light makes him close his eyes briefly, giving them a moment to adjust and her a chance to see him in a way that will hopefully convince her that he's not a threat before he opens his eyes again and gets a look at her in turn. Offering her a smile, Félix bows properly now.]

A pleasure to finally get to see you, my lady. I am Félix De Sauveterre.