Krysanthia froze, caught completely off guard by the mans delicate touch and soft, soothing words. He had just called her beautiful. The very top of her beak, where the grey met the white feathers, flushed purple and she was at a loss as to what to say or do. She was unused to being comforted by anyone much less such a gorgeous man of obvious nobility. She found herself wondering what it would be like to be comforted similarly by the knight she longed for and it was this thought that snapped her out of her temporary paralysis.

She slipped away from his touch, not too quickly as to seem rude, and turned to face him and offer a bow. [b]"You are too kind, Sir, truly. I-I feel I am hardly worthy of his lordships attentions,"[/b] she stated as formally and respectfully as she could, unsure of the man's precise station. He wore no obvious mark of his status and neither did his companion, but then weren't most Zora related to the royal family in some way? Was he royalty too?