This has been... incredibly strange. Never before has she met someone so combative, and she's met wild savages who spear people who cross the border into their territory. She raises an eyebrow at his salute, mouth twisting into a wry grin.

"You won't see me," she says, dry and deadpan. "But I'll see you."

She's owed at least a small laugh after this conversation. It's only right.