"Credence," she repeats, as softly as she can, because the young man's timid nature is tangible, trying the name out and greeting him all at once. "I'm Cirilla, though most often I prefer to go by Ciri. It's much simpler."

She's not even entirely sure why she gives him her full first name, she hasn't yet to anyone else here, but still she spares him the endless prattle of the rest of her titles. More often than not, she does her best to ignore them all together.

"Are you alright? I know it's all a bit much, isn't it? This place."