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A greeting was offered in response, a word which sounded to him, vaguely, like the word service. Her accent made it hard for him to tell if that was what she did indeed mean to say, but when she spoke again he realized that perhaps this was a greeting in another language. Her accent reminded him somewhat of a language he had heard spoken before, though he wasn't entirely familiar with an accent which turned the w sound into a v. Nevertheless, he was intrigued and charmed. She was polite, and clever enough to know that with his introduction, he had admitted that he wasn't a leader, albeit in a subtle way. 

"I might," He admitted softly. "I am not a leader, but I am trusted, and I am sure one of the leaders will be on their way shortly. I'd like to know a bit more about you, in the meantime," He said, with a gentle nod. "What is your name, and where are you from?"