A knight? A knight to multiple princesses? Good lord. [She's met her fair share of knightly fellows, but perhaps not one that was actually a knight in service. She supposes he does fit the image one conjures when thinking of a knight---down to the calmness one should have. It doesn't distract Claire from the fact that he speaks of his princess with high regard.]

Then please, take all you'd like. If... she's in stasis, and she awakens, she'll be glad to know she was thought of.

[Maybe Percy might be, too. Claire shifts around some of the shells before clicking her tongue.]

I'm sorry. My name is Claire. And you are?