[ The emotions play plainly over her face, starting from shock flickering to uncertainty, then seeming to settle on a distressed sort of urgency. she takes the hand on her arm into her fingers, squeezing it lightly. She leans in, alert and suddenly speaking as if she's just stepped on his toes. ]

You know my name? Is-- please say this isn't a faerie's trick. It's not a clever one if it is, I have nothing you would want! I'm just a daughter of the tides, nothing grand or rare about me. [ A glance again at his ears. A faerie knowing her name is a BIG DEAL and she's not sure if it's good or bad yet. ] Understand m-my lord, this is my very first time on land.