Maria paid close attention to the wild man's words. One of them was repeated thrice, as he pointed to his head. The end of his reply lilted in the form of a question. She considered this, and then offered. "Your name is Aolo? My name is Maria." She gestured toward her heart, then reconsidered and repeated her name, this time putting her hand to her head as he had. "Maria."<br/><br/>Cedric clinked in his armor. His visor up, the scowl that now covered his face was clearly visible. Maria looked over at him questioningly. "Your Grace, that is not a proper way to address one of your station."<br/><br/>Maria nearly rolled her eyes, but caught herself before doing so. Instead, she took a deep breath and replied. "Sir Cedric, I doubt very much that Master Aolo is familiar with our social niceties, considering he has no grasp upon our language. I am certain if and when he becomes more learned in our manner of speech, he can be corrected in his forms of address. But for right now, I believe the use of my actual name in place of a title is appropriate."<br/><br/>Chastised, Cedric straightened and pursed his lips. "As you wish, Madame."<br/><br/>Nodding, Maria dismissed the workers and others. Cedric and Garth would escort Aolo back to the castle with her. She turned to the wild man once more. "Master Aolo, will you come and take dinner with me?" Looking into his uncomprehending eyes, she decided to take it a step further. "Aolo," she pointed to him. "Maria," she pointed to herself. "Eat?" she then pointed to her open mouth and mimicked eating an ear of corn. She then turned her horse around and gestured for him to follow. Would he understand?