[She nods again and settles back onto her heels. Though not exactly how she would imagine Cu Chulainn to look, he is the picture of a warrior: Tall, muscular, and as Ireland said, very handsome. Apart from him being blunt, he's got a pleasant laugh too, so maybe he'll be easy to get along with. Or so she hoped, anyway.]

I have. It's nice to meet you, really, Cu Chulainn. [Obviously, if she knew about the classes, she wouldn't be calling him that.] But I really do not know a single thing. I do not know how I summoned you either, or why. Just that you are here.

[She gives him a look over again, curious. Wars aren't foreign to her, but this one might have her in over her head. And yet, she fears nothing.] Is this war important to you? In which case--

[Immediately she stands up to attention, straight back, legs together, hand on her chest. The tone of her voice is firm, and her eyes darker.] What would you want me to do, comrade? Tell me everything, if we are to be partners. I summoned you, no? Then I will do my best, for you are now under my protection.

[It was just for a minute, but she breaks position.] Unless you prefer to settle down first? You only just got here.