Ginia laughs a bit - just slightly amused. "Not your kind specifically, but generally such winged beings are hostile creatures where I come from, so I do hope you'll understand my surprise," she answers with another chuckle, this one awkward.

She nods in response to his introduction. "Ginia Rosentia, of Cyrodiil - it's a pleasure to meet a fellow artisan," she answers with a slightly more relaxed smile, then holds up the piece of metal. "Just a small, simple blade. Something practical."