Gareth frowned at the name, yet he bowed in remembrance and respect as well. He knew Wallace was likely required to honey his voice and maintain a helpful visage, but Harker dismissed it and played along as though Wallace's kindness was purely genuine and had nothing else behind it. The half-elf nodded, and his voice came out more silvery than before, him having assuaged his problems on the surface while they boiled on the inside. "Ah... Pleasure to meet you, Wallace." Gareth bowed. Even as he spoke, his smooth voice still inflected some tone of nervousness about speaking to another. "Gareth Harker." Again there he was, being comforted by a stranger.