Tenn stiffens at the approach and regards the proffered… paw? hand? with some awe. But a handshake is a handshake. Tenn returns the gesture, remembering his manners immediately.

"March Hare." He repeats it slowly, allowing himself to accept the name. Diatu was never predictable, and this is just another sign of that. "I’m Tenn. Nice to meet you."

He pauses, gathering himself before meeting March's gaze, suddenly serious. "I apologize as well for the confusion. Where I'm from, Wonderland is a story we’re told as children." It's a little embarrassing to admit, and that might be showing on Tenn's very fair complexion right now.