She nods at his echoing of her name, he said it just fine– and the check, just to be sure, makes something bright swell just a little in her chest.

"Well, we're going to need last names if you hang around the inn much," she gestures vaguely. "we've already got a Sam here, I'm afraid." her tone is light and teasing, though the point is true. "About six months or so in this city," she admits with a nod. "Fresh from the portal pool in the Outpost, I'm guessing?"