Niniel, confused, looked at Hapman, then at Lalaith. She wasn't sure if the evercheerful man had been talking to her, or to Lalaith. Either way, he was close enough that she felt she could risk at least talking to him. Maybe even asking him where he was from. She took a deep breath and clasped the hem of her cloak.
"Um, Hapman? I'm--I'm--well, you can call me Niniel. Would you--would you like to--to join me?" She bit her lip. She had sounded so stupid, and how could she make a good impression on people if she stuttered?
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