The ikemen paused when Ahmya unloaded a noble greeting. By the ephemeral look of surprise in his face, he certainly didn't expect such a woman to be a noble. As always, his reactions faded to a soft smile as he returned the greeting. Placing the metal hand over his heart, he lowered his head to Ahmya. [color=a0e39d]"Lord Siris Corbain, a pleasure to meet you,"[/color] he introduced himself before switching to a considerably more informal tone. [color=a0e39d]"Though, we aren't beholden to [i]the court[/i] here. I'm not particularly one for formality, so speak whichever way is most comfortable. I'm sure your—"[/color] He glanced at the two oni. [color=a0e39d]"—situation is quite complex."[/color] Quickly, he became reabsorbed in his own thoughts, only snapping back to the conversation when Annalee introduced herself. [color=a0e39d]"Don't worry about the holes, please. That,"[/color] he pointed to the large obelisk, [color=a0e39d]"will fix it soon enough."[/color] When Annalee asked to forage the land for herbs, Siris burst out in laughter. Struggling to stop himself, he looked away and covered his mouth with his left hand. He did a poor job, considering how his chuckles lasted for some time. [color=a0e39d]"Rather audacious, aren't you? Brazenly plucking through a duke's private lands for herbs,"[/color] he teased Annalee, [color=a0e39d]"go right ahead. Though, be careful about it. These lands are still the wilds. While monsters are often repelled, beasts are not. Wouldn't want to have an unfortunate encounter with a bear. Not even the wolves wish to encounter them."[/color]