Hythlodaeus. And might I say, this is quite the treat. I'd often wondered about the ones she holds in such high esteem.

[Another smile- fainter this time- graces his lips. This one also comes with a hand meeting his chin, his gaze drawing away once more as the hyuran's confusion is made apparent.]

But ah. I would imagine, given the look of bewilderment on your face, I've been quite thoughtless with my remarks already.

[Time for a conversation. And if they were to talk, here, with worshippers milling around them, trying to get past them, is not the place.]

There is a stall selling tea across the plaza. Regrettably, I've no means to make amends beyond treating you to some. Are you of a mind to join me?