Roy quirked an eyebrow at the man, grinning. This guy had a sense of humor, at least.

Roy turned a chair around, and straddled it backward, smiling. "So what the heck is happening, here?" He paused. "It is the League of assassins? Or Damian Darhk?" Two many mystic supervillains, damn it.

Roy met his hand, and shook his hand warmly. "You have a good hand." The callouses and the drawing both show skill.