Blavat drums his fingers against his cheek idly as he waits before taking to toying with the braid on the left of his face. He's watching Arthur as he moves about, expression one of both interest and possibly something a little more mischievous.

"Oh? Well I suppose it is a little unique~" he hums before chuckling. His name is hardly the only thing about him that could be considered odd, but that's just par for the course when you look and dress like he does. "But I'm from London."