"Tabetha," she repeated as she shook his hand, noting to herself that it was barely noon and already the dwarfs were a little bit tipsy. That last sentence made her hesistant. From the sounds of it, they lost a good number of people traveling here. How far exactly did they travel to get here and for what purpose? She looked carefully at Argus as she shook his hand. She gave a tiny smile.

"Where did you come from? It must have been a tough journey coming here," she said as she released her grip.