Noctisardor Bypass Sanctum

After her drink, she stepped back from the water and took a seat on the dry shore.  The guy was still coming over, and didn't seem too threatening or anything, so she'd just wait for that little bit longer until he started to speak.  Her thoughts on him?  No idea.  The whole adventure was new, he was helping to write the first few chapters of what she should expect.

She wasn't exactly the most humble of creatures, so a little bit of ego stroking by treating her with proper manners?  Sure.  Why not?  Perhaps Skydance was a little naive, given that her caution started to wear off as soon as he spoke -- a childhood belief that those that would do her harm would make themselves obvious.  So far, nobody had messed with her, but there was a long road ahead and there was always the chance things would go wrong.  Skydance dipped her head politely in greeting, By all means, sir..?  She left a nice gap for his name. 

Assuming he replied, she'd continue, You may call me Skydance.  She was going to have to figure out just how much fancy names and titles mattered this far from home.  Chances were, nobody'd ever heard of any of it.