Hemlocke watched Dixon enter the Main Hall, his glowing robotic eye might catch Dixon's eye, might not. He noticed the insignia of the rogues on the well dressed man, raising his eyebrow, interest peaked. Glancing to the woman with him only for a second before back to him, god forbid Dixon caught him looking at that woman. leaning forward from the wall till he was upright. Approaching Dixon, tapping him on the soldier, leaning back on his heel in case he needed to dodge a swing. "Little well dressed for a Rogue don't ya think?" Hemlocke gave him a cheeky grin. "Don't think i've had the pleasure of meeting you in person, though many have heard of you. Would you mind joining me for a drink so we could become better acquainted?" The whole time he kept his eyes off the woman, not interested it would seem. Or knowing what kind of man Dixon was.