[The way the blue light from his optics narrows in deep concentration as he takes Keith's hand and shakes it is visible. Don't crush the human's hand. Don't crush it. He still really has no idea how fragile humans are, but he's not planning on finding out. Keith has probably had a firmer handshake from a child.]

My name's Tailgate. It's nice of you to throw a party for your friend like this. Did you meet Lance here, or did you know him before?