Josephine realizes after a moment or two that she's staring, specifically at the knife in the Inquisitor's hand. While she's hardly an expert in weaponry, she can't remember ever seeing the Inquisitor--her Inquisitor--toying with a blade that wasn't nearly as long as she was tall.

"Perhaps we should be reintroduced, then," Josephine answers, stepping primly over the last knife the Inquisitor threw. "Since I suspect you aren't called Thayes."