She held herself steady, waiting for his forepaw with more fortitude born out of a confidence in his carefulness than anything else. When he's close, she closes the gap, pressing her palm to his paw.

"Nice adaptation," she remarks, winking as she says so. "Wasn't expecting a full-on hand-shake! Is that how you guys normally say hello?"

She's unaware of how silly that sounds, considering how saying hello needn't be more than the action in summation itself: speaking a hello being enough greeting. She's lost in her own cultural context for officiating meetings.