Her use of the word us made him laugh; a muffled sound behind his lips. While elemental in nature, the Djinn were not and could never be considered Fae like the Slyphs. In terms of nature, Djinn truly stood somewhere in-between a Demon, Spirit, and Fae. But Kennet knew she meant in the elemental sense.
"Yes, Thorsten is here. I cannot say that I am not surprised by you knowing him, but I had known him long ago in the days of the Viking's life." Kennet placed his hands behind his back; his form lean, straight with an unnatural grace as if carved from Ice once more. No matter what name he had went by or human shape he had taken, Kennet always had that imposing authoritative look to him- even while playful and vicious.
"I am sure with you here my breathing will be just fine." He quipped to appease her. The little Fae had grown up. Her truth, her dark moments danced before him telling him who she was now.
Kennet smiled, moving his hair back into place. "Ah, I remember now what it is to be friends with an air elemental."