"You look like you're kind of lost," Adam greeted mildly as he watched the man pass by the coffee shop. He was hanging outside of it, washing one of the windows (mostly because he could, and it was slow inside) and generally tidying up some of the outside tables. From afar, he'd watched Medivh regard everything with the eye of someone new, who was not only trying to acquaint themselves on a surface level, but maybe more than that.

But he wasn't about to guess that right off the bat.

Therefore: a very casual, Southern-sounding greeting as he straightened up and cracked his back with a proper stretch.