[She hadn't expected to be greeted like that. It felt a little... comforting if odd. It goes by complete instinct that she curtsies back. Then looks back up as she rises and smiles, laughing a little. It might of been awhile, but it is so easy to slip back into the formality of it.]

Princely words, I've not been greeted like that since coming here. Nor should they, title's means very little here. [Different, yes. He looks something out of the older tapestries from home, she realises. It's oddly comforting when everything is so different.] I'd be most happy to. I'm afraid there is nothing too exceptional about meals here. Though Rin does his best, he's so very kind to cook for us.

... And forgive me, this might be impertinence, but did your parents name you for the God of the North countries? The God of Illusions, isn't it?