"Shivaun," he said, feeling the sound of the name in his mouth. It sounded much like an Irish girl's name whom he had once known, but there was a subtle difference that set her apart. For one thing this Shivaun did not sound Irish. Keeping one hand on the pommel of his sword he showed her the open palm of his other. "I greet you Shivaun."<br/><br/>He took a half step back again just and glanced around their surroundings once more.<br/><br/>"Please, forgive me if I seem rude," he said, "but I have never met a man or woman with teeth like yours. What are you?"<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">[ by Faolan]</span>