She was nothing short of beautiful, that was for certain, and Sol finally recognized her name. She was from Ayorthia, or at least that was what he remembered. He wanted very much to ask her, but if he was wrong it would simply make him look like a fool. Perhaps he'd ask John as soon as he returned to the smithery.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance," he said with a warm smile. A gift for her sister? He wasn't very good at shopping for gifts, but if it meant he had more time to poke and prod for more clues he would most probably take it. "I could help you? If you like," he offered. He was surprised to find that she wanted to replace his apple and chuckled, "I was almost finished with it anyway. I would feel quite guilty if I let you do that. I really do appreciate your offer though."
Eleanore was very kind, much more so than some of the other girls he remembered from Bamarre, and this surprised him. Especially if she was royalty. He started up their pace again, "What exactly are you looking for? If you don't mind my asking," he said, "Is it her birthday?"