Jihord
"Then what have you to fear? In your veins are the blood of conquistadors and warriors, navigators and scientists, artists and astronomers! Your ancestors could be stopped by no-one south of Russia! Your bloodline is what brought forth the end of many mighty empires and the beginning of thousands more? Who could stop you, who in this realm could be capable of ripping you down?"
He speaks, pride and encouragement gleeming in his eyes.
He reaches his hand for her to take, far too excited to remembered that it'll be like touching dry-ice for her.