“Apparently,” she says with an amused tone and a quirk to one corner of her lips, like she’s referencing some inside joke. And in a way, she is. He isn’t the first, nor will he be the last, person she has scared however intentional or not.

She smiles properly this time, a thing bright as sunshine and genuine, “Inej,” she offers in kind. “And you wouldn’t, I’m in Cadens.”