She tries. She does. She might be something of a wild colonial girl, but she's got her manners when she sees fit to use them. Her Ma didn't raise them not to be polite - she just also let them be rude, be blunt and angry, when things call for it, too.

Kate doesn't like being angry for long periods of time, either. A hot flare, then calm down. That's her.

So she doesn't poke at why he thought her first name was acceptable. Not yet. It's too soon, speaks of harping on. Instead, she nods a thank you and moves on.

"We're trapped, then," Kate comments, and huffs with it. "You mentioned a town, though. What's that like?"