[ It would be difficult for Thancred to be put off simply in reaction to her appearance when he's used to seeing Au Ra, Miqo'te, and Hrothgar around, some of them far further from the likes of any Hyur than this woman. As for her demeanor, he isn't particularly put off by some light teasing. One must be able to take what they dish out, after all.

She speaks like someone who has drunk her fair share of people under tables, and for a moment he cannot help but think of Moenbryda. It's an old wound, but one that will still open every so often, despite the fact that Urianger got his closure.

At her question and the way in which she asks it, Thancred shifts in the bath enough that he can face her. To his credit, he focuses mainly on her face and horns rather than the other parts of her body. ]

That's a bit of an assumption, isn't it? That I'm sweet in any way. [ Nonetheless, he nods to her in an informal greeting. ] I'm Thancred. And since we're without our pins here, might I ask which faction you're with?