Jace had always been taught that the handshake was one of the most important aspects of one's introduction, a method of conveying confidence and strength of character that words alone could not. Now the young man had never been one for adhering to the norm, and the only reason he paid any mind at all to formality was due to his upbringing. However, it couldn't be denied that he liked how most people responded to a good handshake, the almost arbitrarily given respect that came from a well executed introduction. As a result he'd gotten rather adept at the art of the handshake, the confidence conveying firmness having become almost muscle memory.
It was that muscle memory which came into play as Jace shook hands with Rose, giving her a handshake firm enough to convey a sense of confidence, yet not too firm as to avoid being painful. The reflex even spread to the rest of his body, his crystal blue eyes seeking out hers, and his posture straightening out into some semblance of formality. "Haha, indeed it would." His head tilted a little bit mid sentence, a feeling of asymmetry gnawing at the back of his mind. "Speaking of which, now you know my last name..."
