The first thing that passed through Kelson's mind when he saw her was that at least her skin was covered this time. He was slowly getting used to seeing the miss match of different cultures, although perhaps varying the individuals he talked too would help with that. He still didn't understand the need for some people to show so much skin, but as he had been reminded multiple times, he was no longer in Gwynedd. Maybe this experience would make him a better king.

Not commenting on her choice of dress, instead he sat down beside her, careful to keep his legs dry, however.

" Someone back home?" The new atmosphere didn't remind him of anyone in particular but her words brought him back and he tried to keep his own sadness out of his voice.

"You look cold, my lady." He was 95% sure she was not actually a lady, but he didn't want to be rude.