Cerulean Cape i won't go down by myself, but i'll go down with my friends

Rescuing the unknown woman seemed more important than learning the names of the two strangers. Moorhen had the sneaking suspicion that the younger male would be just as dramatic out of a crisis as he'd been acting when she came upon him. The other male seemed a little less offensive, but as he'd seen fit to show deference to her, she saw fit to dismiss him with her usual arrogance.

Perhaps there would later be time for exchanging pleasantries. Moorhen practiced her common tongue greetings in her head as the travelled along. "Yes, hello. It is nice to meet you. I am Moorhen. How do you do?"