The mention of the E-word elicits a momentary look of anger in her icy eyes, but the expression fades quickly into one of vague amusement. "I assure you, our mutual acquaintance has never mentioned you to me before. It's Dave, isn't it? Forgive me if I've gotten it all wrong."

Really, though, she isn't one to judge books by their cover in terms of magic and knights and fighting powers and such. After all, she looks like a corseted school maid most days. There's hardly any indication that she used to hunt demons and goblins and choke them out and stuff.