"Hmm..." James pondered, petting his daughter in thought. "That's too vague a description for me to guess if I've met him."

"By the way." he snapped his fingers, looking at Elric. "Since I'm under your roof, I should at least give you my name. I am Sir James. Sir James Hawthorne. Pleasure to take residence here. This is my daughter, Anya. She'll be very sweet during our stay, won't you, Anya?"