Aidan never really had the time to get out of his Inquisitorial armor, but maybe that was for the best. It was adorned with plenty of sigils and seals. That would leave at least some impression on his new... partner. 

He stands up as the group enters to the room. "Meet Valentisha Vivier." Lunt proclaims. He quickly gazes over the woman. Cold eyes, static posture, no custom sigils on her armor. It was one of those. "Pleasure..." he frowns as his first lies spouts over his lips. ", to meet you Valentisha. Can't say I've heard much about you. Then again, I also wasn't able to do my research since this little meeting was being kept secret from me." His gaze trails off to Lunt and he frowns once more. Then he quickly refocuses back to Valentisha, staring back with same piercing cold eyes. "But where are my manners? Aidan Crowe. Field Inquisitor, seven years of active duty and also known as the Butcher of Barnoya. Pleasure is all yours, I know." He holds out his hand while still challenging the woman's gaze.