[...he doesn't know her.

She knew it was possible, it was on Atia. It had happened to her, or so she'd been told when she first arrived. Now they were in this place, so similar but so different...

She had to check.

Holding her disappointment and sorrow in check, she offers up a small smile and does her best to shrug it off.]

It's an interesting name is all. You, uhm...you're a tailor? I was hoping you could help me make some pants for hunting.