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he man smiles politely at her, kindly even. His eyes, while still weary from travel, held deep sparks to them. "There is no need to apologize, ma'am" he tells her with compassion. There had been some in his kingdom that had not been blessed with charisma. Some that could not speak, were mute or selected mute... But he had a feeling this woman was different than such beings.That, perhaps, she did not know how to speak.
At least not in the common way. "Though I am glad to hear you are well" He already did a glance over to see if she was needing tending to - finding no wounds or injuries of the like - and was gladdened to find she was healthy. Too many brutes in these realms, not just Novus, took simple joy of berating mares. He was not - never would be - a fan of those types. "my name is Ben" he adds, shortening his title for her benefit.
Perhaps it would be easier to say than 'Benedict'.
