Well enough that he's asked to sit, as Eleven floundered through considering a bow before bidden to settle into his chair. He'd thought so much about what to say that he'd neglected to ask about gestures and mannerisms.

"It's beautiful," he assured, quietly relieved they were starting with this angle first. Hopefully by the time they graduated to the more political side of things, he'd have settled somewhat. "I love visiting the gardens and watching the gondolas drift through the water. I'm grateful for the chance to study magic a bit as well."