Yuna was no stranger to odd and beautiful eyes. She herself had two mismatching ones, due to her heterochromia, making one blue and one green. And Spira had it's share of different races; Rikku herself had the eyes of an Albhed, meaning they contained an odd swirl to them. But while Ash's eyes didn't flare any fear, his height was intimidating. Not that Seymour hadn't towered over her, but she knew the danger he posed. This stranger was another story, though he claimed no harm. Yuna cleared her throat politely and introduced herself as well. She made the symbol of the Yevon prayer, outstretching her arms and then bringing them to her chest with one hand over the other, cupped as if holding some invisible ball, and bowed. "I'm Yuna Braska." She stood and met his lovely eyes with a small smile.
Yuna walked slowly over to the desk he stood behind, her boots making light clicks on the floor, and peeked around the mansion. She gave him an incredulous look when Ash wondered about her having questions. "I think I have too many. Am I still in Spira?" She'd take this one step at time, instead of bombarding him with how she had gotten here, who else was here, how could she return home, what was going on, who was he, et cetera, et cetera.