Sunspire Mountains i hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun

her mother and the man seem to be conversing, at which she is slightly relieved. she doesn't much like being the center of attention, especially when it's not her choice to be such. at his explanation, however, she softened and offered an "oh," following up with an echo of his own words, which to her sounded very good and proper and so must be right way to greet a stranger. "my name ee-si" she could pronounce the entirety of her name yet, in truth. "lead - I lead - lead pack Die'spor." she finishes, quite proud of her replication and grinning at the stranger to show it.