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Ah, yer a local, then? the energy caught between them, rather than falling flat. She was glad that the woman was not one of those dour people, the spoilsports who let their personal grudges ruin everything in a conversation. 

Her name was not entirely foreign to Orson. She had met people with similar sounding names before — short names with one or two syllables, lots of vowels within and ending the words — but for the life of her she couldn't remember the language. I don't, unfortunately. 'm new to the area. Orson chuckled as her words were turned back against her. What's this place called, then, Reiko?