[Yenyoji quickly tries to puzzle out what makes a light-year different from a regular year. The amount of daylight? Two years for every one? No, more, as the winter daylight hours are fewer. That's an interesting way of telling time, and she makes a noise of appreciative amazement.]
So far... [And then he taps her cards, and she starts mildly.]
Ah! Yes, of course. I'm Yen— Yenyoji Quryoja, if you can say it proper. [There is a definite feline curl in her pronunciation.]
I like your name, Pavel! Your surname, Chekov, sounds like my best friend's given name—Petrov.