Blacktail Deer Plateau the way you look tonight.

Dante listened, a bit amused as she backtracked a bit since he had given her no sort of look. Amusement turned to concern, though, as her tale continued and she seemed to have a hard time getting it out. The male sounded... familiar. He thought back to the man who had wandered across their borders somewhat recently, the one who had been polite to the point of shocking even the his pacifistic self. The chances they thought of the same man were rather slim, though.

"What sort of awkward things?" That seemed to be the root of this problem, and if he could perhaps decipher what she could not, then maybe he could set her mind at ease. Or at least help her get to the bottom of whatever was bothering her.