Northstar Vale Talking to the mirror

She hesitates, remembering her manners of introduction. She pauses, if only briefly before finishing her sentence when giving her name- Sacnite. He wouldn't have expected her to lie about her name though it wouldn't have mattered either way. As a woman, she could do as she pleased. Anyhow, it was her scent and looks which he would be mostly able to pinpoint her by. 

Of course. He spoke only, his body lifting up from his seated position. For a moment when he lifted, he stretched up onto his full long-legged height and then remembered his own manners and lowered his crown before her, hunching his figure to appear smaller, tail limp. I'm Aiolos. He said then, lifting up the golden leaf gently in his jaws by the stem and awaited her direction.