@Viseleaux Miary Zo reached forth to grab the man's hand for a shake. Her palm was soft, but her grip was like one of someone who's spent a lifetime fighting. Considering she can't be any older than 20 that's quite a feat, that or there's something else going on.
"I'm Miary Zo! We're +
@Viseleaux "As long as she's cautious, not everyone is kind."
Miary, despite her abilities and thirst for combat, was about as sweet as people can come. Not that she'd ever brag about, Miary Zo is far too humble for that.
@Viseleaux "Well, aunt Miary Zo is here now."
And with a draconic girl attached to her leg, no less. She's smiling as bright as can be, paying no mind at all to that tiny amount of static.
@Viseleaux "Nice to meet you, Eleanoooor."
Hand taken within her own. Her grip wasn't too strong, wouldn't want to squeeze too hard and hurt her.
"Are you here by yourself?"
@Viseleaux What a cute little(?) thing? Miary Zo smiled from ear to ear before she lowered herself a little to the dragon's height.
"I'm Miary Zo, and you are?"