Dae sensed the shift from formal to more informal and she struggled a moment to adjust to it, hoping to leave a good impression and not be too stiff. It was hard to break old habits, though. "Dae. I go by Dae, usually. It's easier to shout during battle."
Clearing her throat and shifting her feet slightly, Dae decided to go with her gut, which told her to be honest. "I'm... not very good at this. The small talk. Forgive me." Her hair, which had remained a turquoise, now bled into a blue/black as she attempted to act casual. The last thing she wanted to do was make this weird so soon after Jayati had accepted her.