This whole situation started; after you crashed your ship down at the bay; trapping you on this god forsaken island. You search around, and you come across this little somewhat-palace. You look inside, and a man was sitting on a leather armchair. He took notice of you, and greeted you to his home.

The man in front of you greets you with a polite smile. “Why hello there!” He spoke in a heavy Russian accent.

He gets up, as he wants to shake your hand. What do you do?