"I'm Balthazar. Nice to meet you." His handshake is firm, skin smooth, with few calluses.

"I'm not sure what kind of yield we can expect; we might need to do some creative planning here and there. I promised basil in a pot to one of my housemates." Perking up a little, he nods to the work underway. "What do you think about the soil quality? I'm not sure how to gauge it."