Samsul had to admit that the teen had done a pretty good impression of Eric, and nodded with a small smile as would have agreed with the old man. His smile faltered however, as he had yet to ask the name of the young man. Samsul hated having to call people 'you' and had always gotten to know the names of the people that he met. "That would seem like something Eric would say." Samsul said just before bowing to the young man, receiving a look of surprise in response. If anything, and young man felt that he should be bowing to Samsul, but he said nothing and allowed for his expression to do the talking. "I'm sorry, but I don't think that I learned your name. Anastasia and I enjoyed the breakfast, and it wouldn't seem right if I didn't know the name of the man that cooked for us."

The teen was at a loss for words. A man as great as Samsul was asking to know him on a somewhat personal level? Ever since the man's coronation as Head Of the Lost Elves, word spread quickly of who was now leading the secluded and near-extinct race. People knew of their power, and if the regular Lost Elves were like perfectly trained soldiers at the start of their careers, then the head should be multiple time more powerful than that, It didn't help the boy at all that Samsul was speaking so casually to him, so whenever he attempted to talk, he stuttered. "M-my name i-i-is.. Alex!" He used all of the willpower that he had to keep himself together and stutter on his name. The boy now named Alex breathed heavily and calmed himself down quickly. "I'm Alex." He said calmly as he looked at the Lost Elf.