Fish feels a little on the nose, so she decides maybe she'll just stick to the first name they gave. "Cinnis," her smile widens as she pushes herself upright so she can shake their hand. "It's nice to meet you."

A bit of hay in her hair catches her attention. She picks it out as she shrugs. "I've never ridden in a cart drawn by horses before, so I thought I'd give it a try." She lets out a soft laugh. "Silly, I know."