Ah hah. So, hand shakes are not common here? Vex'ahlia files that away for later. There's no squeeze or test of strength with the shake, but Vex can't help but notice how fine and soft the noble's hands are, lacking the calluses from travel and archery that the half-elf has, nor the muscles from physical exercises. Brows furrow as she makes note of the title. Apparently some sort of scientist, whatever genetics are.

"The sciences, then? That is marvellous." Not her forte, but she is genuinely impressed. And the fact being attached to a Husband of some kind is a Thing here... "Is d'Zefyst your house, or that of the General?"