There are two unique things about him. One, to say he reeked of breeding, one way or another, would be an understatement. Something about the way he moves radiates his heritage. Two, though he's neatly blindfolded he seems to be able to see without trouble -- at the very least, he pricks up as she approaches and stands steadily. Perhaps he's merely used to being blind.
"I hope," he says, "that you had no plans tonight."