[Things seem to be going along smoothly, but Tartaglia's always been good at reading a room, picking out small things about a person that tells him more than what they're showing. Though this has been pleasant so far, there's something off here, even if Dachi here is hiding it well.]

What a coincidence indeed. I too, am from Snezhnaya.

[He searches the other's face, looking for even the slightest twinge or reaction.]

But that's where the similarities end then, I suppose. Unless my middle name is the same. It's not Ajax, is it?

[He says it as kind of a half joke, the humor clear in his voice, because really, what are the chances? One in a million, he'd say.]