Caster would pause, turning to face her.
"...Yes. I suppose the plentiful amount of mana radiating from me gave you the assumption?"
She responds with a tilt of her head.
“Is that a new Servant?” The thought crosses Xuanzang, but she knows this Caster from that hood alone. Yet the woman seems lost. No need to overthink it—Xuanzang steps forward. “Excuse me, Caster—that's your Class, yes?”
“I'm just traveling on foot to explore! The Buddha is guiding me on my little journey to the west, having me meet all kinds of people! What's your name? Are you one of those bikers?”