"Gelin. Got it." He knew who to pester later with questions, and likely get a feel for how they reacted to the Heroes. Still, he pondered whether or not it would be wise to continue to snark at their rescuers. At least it meant Mary was still awake, though.

"Ira," he replied in kind. "This one," he said, slightly lifting up his shoulder, "-is Lydia." He felt they deserved a little bit of honesty, for their kindness. Mary and Saori could introduce themselves. Mainly because, ike him, he wasn't sure which name Mary would prefer to be introduced as. They both had different pseudonyms, after all.

But there wasn't much time to inquire further as they approached the camp, he stole a peek outside, surprised by the fact that he was the youngest present. (Granted, no one else would realize this, considering he appeared to be at least twenty-one.) Yet he still managed to smile faintly, putting on a brave face as he was helped out the sleigh.

"We owe you one," he said in response to Kadoc, keeping the blanket closely wrapped around his shoulders as he moved to approach the hut to keep himself and bat!Lydia warmer in the harshness of the winter winds.