The breeze was more than welcome and Frejya found a second to compose herself in between being reinvigorated by the wind and it going away. However, she jumped with surprise when the man addressed her and mentioned her bending. She chuckled and shrugged letting out a nervous [b]"Uh, well, y'know..."[/b], unsure of whether she should still be on her guard or not, although there was nothing in the man's posture (or strange clothing, for that matter) that gave away any peculiar intentions. But still, in Republic City everything was possible. 

She relaxed a bit more as he introduced himself politely, a feature that eluded most residents of Republic City, especially those of her generation and she commented with an 'oh' as the young man revealed his original whereabouts. A monk, no less and in a place like that... She gulped and her expression turned from focused and calm to guilty within moments as he referred to her as a waterbender. Averting her gaze, she confessed inarticulately: [b]"Uh, I'm not...actually...a waterbender. I mean, I bend water, sure, but I'm not [i]really[/i] a waterbender. Truth is, we... haven't exactly seen benders around in a long time. Not the real kind, at least."[/b] Frejya continued, her eyes, well, one good eye, finally making contact with the glider. Her jaw dropped and she pointed at the contraption with the excitement and astonishment of a five year old [b]"Are you... by any chance, a bender? An [i]airbender[/i]?"[/b]