"That's... generous of you." Reaper threads a hint of surprise into his voice. It's genuine as he can currently manage, without having a good handle on how people are going to react to him as an outsider. The shard of magic in his hand is also a great unknown he hasn't started to consider yet either. He drums the fingers of that hand against the top book of the pile in thought.

"I'm also not sure what to start with." Which is entirely more truthful than what he'd like. "Maybe your name, your connection with this Inquisition?"