Luneshale Pass Doors opened

Machi's eyes were the first to return to the stranger, his crystalline irises conducting a swift and discerning scan from head to toe before his head followed suit.

Ah, leaping into the dance before the music has even begun are we? Machi asked, a playful glint in his gaze. Please, indulge me first, won't you? What moniker might I attach to your most charming countenance?