[He raises an eyebrow at the question. There's a couple of answers he could give: You look like a woman to me, or One of my best friends in Dagaz was a wolf...

But then she says her name, and he does, in fact, keep his eyes, but now both eyebrows do a little leap upward. Oh.]

It's a pleasure to meet you.

[Should he tack Your Highness onto the end of that? He decides against it. They don't need to be getting into titles here.]

I wouldn't be bothered about it, by the way. If you were a wolf. I was a fox once, myself.