Mads sat at the booth, signing something for another fan of his. It had been quite a long day but nonetheless he enjoyed meeting them. Conventions could be quite tiring, especially considering some of the more odd people who tended to show up. He placed the sharpie down, waving to the fan before they walked off. His gaze moved to the front of the line, motioning to them with his large hands. His eyes never left you as you came to the table. "Hello, what's your name?" he asked, smiling.