She nodded her head several times and seemed to smile, it was a small expression and looked large on her delicate features. "Yorda!" he exclaimed with some joy. "! Yorda!..." of course, the rest of what she said would be lost of the two of them, but hopefully some of her excitement would shine through, even though the meaning of her words wouldn't.

"Rostt?" she repeated, as if by saying out out loud she could determin esome sort of meaning from those four little vital letters. But she didn't, she didn't really absorb what they were saying. And she certainly didn't know how to answer the young white-haired boy's question, she didn't even understand the word 'seen' let alone 'dress in the same fashion'. But she felt good, someone knew her name...