Her language was a bit odd. He wondered what region of the world he had happened across. Still if her tongue was strange to him, he imagined his was odd to her as well. They could communicate their intentions well enough and that was all that mattered.
He walked with her towards Gray's house, filing away that he had been correct about thinking the ruling lord here was a relation of hers. "Really? What might his ward be named?" He asked, making polite conversation.