Oh, at last, a proper form. All of these people just spoke! And no one introduced anyone! ( How was she supposed to make heads or tails of the order she needed to place herself when they just went about it at any angle? )

There is a familiarity with that to take away her other concerns now that he does something she understands, with a poise reserved for just this, she sinks down in a bow of her head and a curtsey of her legs, her stiff dress pooling and the long strands swaying about her head.

"I am Gilia St. Loe." Said Sinlow rather contrary to how it was spelt, but she didn't decide that. "Th... Second-Child, First-daughter of the Isle St. Loe. It is a great pleasure to greet you, Cloud. Where do you hail from?"