It seemed like the thing to do, when he set up his Etsy and a booth at the fair. Granted, that was because his handwriting was awful and if people wanted to get more pieces they'd need to know where to go.

He digs his wallet and the card out, still smiling a bit as he hands the card over. He does recognize the logo; when he's alone Killian fully plans on freaking the hell out that. "Got it." Then, remembering his manners: "It was nice to meet you, Mr. Thorrson."