Iman is clearly quite talented in being reassuring and encouraging, and Calliope is very grateful for the way she seems to take her alienness in stride. It also helps that her surroundings are so interesting, quickly distracting her from her concerns. She's never seen trees up close; how strange they look with their bark and their leaves. She'd had no idea they had such textured parts. The bridge is pretty too, sporting some very fetching nearly-swirls, and she runs her free hand over the railing as they walk.

"I am a girl, thank you for asking!" she replies, cheered by Iman's thoughtfulness. It seems she could have hardly run into a nicer person after her unsettling transportation. And the crowd has thinned considerably now that they're on a smaller path, relieving her of some of her insecurity. "I used to be quite obsessed with studying humans, and trolls as well. Spent most of my time reading about them and observing them, really. So it would be rather embarrassing not to recognise them on sight, heheh. Unfortunately I do not... have the means for my studies any longer." As well as being dead and hunted, but she'd hate to bring down the mood.