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Viper did not come forth with his question, though Odessia was not entirely surprised. Perhaps he wanted to ask his question in private. Ah well, he would not have to call for the leaders after all.
The stranger, who introduced himself as Etienne, was frowning. If he had not been, he would have been handsome specimen as well, although a little on the thin side. Odessia felt Viper was still the superior choice between the two, and she was happy with how things were shaking out. He had warm, kind eyes. She did notice he was unkempt, with a couple of ratty old accessories on him, but that would have been easy enough to fix. It was not as though it was part of him, truly. Well, and there was the fact he could not seem to speak correctly.
"You mean, 'That is what I am saying,'" Odessia corrected, "And 'Etienne is my name.'"
She could forgive the dropped consonants... for now.
"Anyway, I was wondering if you could tell us a little bit about your pack here," she said, preparing herself for the onslaught of "spicy" grammar.