The rumors floating around Orion have only given Himeka some hope that she will be as equally open-minded to what she and Wanda have come up with on their journey to the Nether. They're concerned for the well-being of others, of course, and very much so for the longevity of the dragons. Whether or not the Summoned or Solvunn as a whole can do something for them, there's a personal stake here as well.

She's got no qualms at leaving her cane to lean against wall near Orion's spear and likewise a little eagerly takes part in the mead as well. (If it's offered, she simply cannot say no. That would be rude.)

Which means she does a little bow when Wanda introduces them, holding the jug with both of her hands and careful not to spill with the motion. Not so much formalities but more ingrained.

"It's from us--Wanda and I," she specifies with a smile as she straightens, her eyes flickering to Orion's horns. Big, lovely horns! Finally people who can appreciate them. "Whatever happens--" Whether or not Solvunn is involved, "--we wanted to thank you for inviting us to your home and to meet your dragons."

She knew there were dragons.

"It's exciting to finally have confirmation there are dragons around! ...Though we wish it would have been with better circumstances."