[ stepping out of the way of the incoming projectile, ilias looks behind him as he watches the box hit the floor and spill forth a couple of crackers. he turns back to the spooked brunette at the counter, smiling at her apologetically. he deserved that reaction in its entirety, no question about it. ]

I would have knocked first, but... [ he angles his body slightly to show her the state of his arms, meticulously and tightly constrained by the silver links. ] Your door was opened, so I wanted to test my luck. But hi, I'm Ilias. Could you tell me where I am?

[ she isn't an angel, so her threat level is mild right now. a nice yellow. ]