Oddly enough he wasn't quite sure of the proper dress code for such a meeting as this. Was it casual? Business Casual? Formal? Guess it didn't matter much now. Here he was- Black hair neatly done up, and his bearded face was trimmed up very nicely. A show of skill was seen in the line work and how every hair was neatly trimmed.
The fae wasn't wearing his glasses this time around, due to having his contacts in, and this was due to the fact he was in his assassin gear; Deep sea blue in color, like the void. The top was a flowing type of coat that had a hood that covered most of the face so that a victim that possibly escaped couldn't put a face to their killer, though at this moment he didn't have his hood up (Clearly). On his waist was a set of black belts that held his tools, and two sheaths that covered his blades. Of course, those were easily hidden by his coat. And his pants were fitting to his figure that allowed him to have a lot of freedom of movement, and boots that were made for gripping onto surfaces, should he have to make a run for it and climb up walls.

"Yeah...Still not sure this was the wisest get up to wear but I did camouflage myself all the way here." Gideon thought to himself, as he gave a light nod to the butler that had shown him the way to his interview. The doors were wide up and he showed himself in. Dark brown eyes laid upon a very young figure at the desk. She could've passed for Gideon's younger sister. So much so he couldn't help but think back to her and how she enjoyed running through flower fields. The Greek would lightly scoff at himself and fully step forward.
It would be a lie if Gideon was completely sure of how to present himself. He could tell she had that immortal-esque air about her. Very very peculiar indeed.

"Hello there, mi'lady." Was that even appropriate? Sure. Why not? It was applicable in this instance of things. Gideon also realized how thick his accent was coming through. For someone having been away from Greece so long he certainly did keep it. Well...TThere were a few wanderers in Sacrosanct that were Greecian and he'd regularly visited them so he had some sense of home away from home. Those folks also made some delicious moussaka and roast lamb- And let us not forget the Baklava. Enough daydreaming for Gideon though.
"Gideon Reynard. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Gideon said with a smile and a slight bow to his possible employer. This would most certainly take some getting used to.