[ She takes his hand, knowing by now it's a fairly common form of greeting across many corners of her star. Her own grip is firm, but short. ]

Father Abel, then.

[ A member of the Ishgardian Orthodox Church? Curious to find one so far from home. ]

Mm...it's the kindest way to put an un-kind experience, but I feel more equipped for this than most.

[ She's shaken, of course, but after all that she's weathered up to this point, she sees no reason to let this be the final straw that breaks the dhalmel's back. ]

And you? You're in higher spirits than many would expect.