“Ze… Zexen?” Why does that seem familiar? It’s a term Lyon swears she’s heard before, and from the way her face scrunches up, she’s trying hard to remember where. While she thinks, she falls into step a little behind this newcomer; certainly not leading by any stretch of the imagination.

“That’s- OH! V-viney del… Zexay? Right? The new port of trade! Well, kind of new at least, as far as settlements go. I remember hearing it discussed in court a few times.” And it’s only now that she realizes they know where the other hails from, but not their names.

“I almost forgot to introduce myself, too. I’m Lyon. Apprentice Queen’s Knight… though you already knew that part.”