Pale eyes flickered towards his own. “I know.” A sly grin crept from the corners of her plump lips. “I was talking to myself.”
Kzmhda stood up straight and stretched her long arms. She was still lost in thought.
"Welcome to Alftand." The Dwemer curtseyed. "My name is Kzmhda Chzmt. I’m pleased to make your acquaintance, ser. You’ll find I’m about as hostile as a baby bunny."
Nchalnd’s lips curled up, smiling as well. “Oh my.” He bowed his head. “Quite a pleasure, Kzmhda. I am Nchalnd.” He abstained from revealing his last name. It had not been Dwemeri at all.. Rather, Chimeri. Of course, he chose not to bring it up.