Blackwater Islands tragedy thrills me

With one final, loud, ground-shaking sneeze, the majority of the sand exited her nostrils. But there were remnants, and they itched horribly. In the midst of mentally lamenting a day marred by an itchy nose, Salish became aware of a male voice, and whipped her head around to face him. Her ears lowered in embarrassment, finding herself confronted by a beautiful man of pristine white and scarlet eyes. 

Yeah, she answered with a smile, caught somewhere between sheepishness and delight. As far as she knew, this was the only male of the Nereides thus far, and although she ordinarily could care less about any individual of the male gender, the girl was not shy in displaying her glee towards meeting him. What's your name? she asked in a cool, flat tone, apparently having forgotten her uncomfortable nose.