"Beggin' your pardon  —  it's an honorific. I'm not sure what else t'call you. Sir?"

She offers Hilde a hand in case she needs it to clamber back to the ground, and smooths out her chlamys. She can feel Teja's eyes on her.

As they follow after Adalgoth, her face a deep pink, she reaches out and tenderly touches his elbow.