Recognizing Venus' tone and respecting her as he did - and wanting to make Max happy - Wyatt did his damnedest to play along. Resisting the urge to comment on Enjolras' pleasure as he reached out to meet the young man's hand.

"Nice to be able to put a name to the face," he said as he shook. A cool sort of statement, but an honest one at least.

His eyes moved over the face in question, taking in the angry cut, the dark purple of the bruising, and his mouth thinned, but he held on his tongue on that as well.