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Though it doesn't show on her face, the stranger's response pleases her, neither a challenge nor direct submission. He shows more potential by the moment, it seems. Her tail lowers slowly to a more neutral position as he speaks, though she still keeps her head held high. Nefris, She answers easily, though the strangeness of it still prickles at the back of her mind, even after all this time. Valyri is my queen; a High Priestess 'afore she's a queen, in truth, but she ain't like t'demand any o' those fancy titles from your lips. Now your name, traveler. She glances briefly behind her, watching for Valyri's slender form. The High Priestess has always been far better with words than she is, and therefore better suited to dealing with strangers.