[Shenandoah]

Titus froze upon hearing her name. Staynhal was a family of water mages. He turned to look at her. "You're a Staynhal?" he asked, his posture growing slightly rigid. "And you didn't recognize my name?" he blurted a second later as he spoke that line of thought, followed by another line. "Or did you recognize it and just didn't care?"

He wasn't sure which prospect was worse. If she didn't recognize his family name, she was either inattentive or mentally deficient. If she did and didn't care if he was a Vulcan and one of the up-and-coming within his family despite the matriarchal leanings of the Vulcan house, she would be fairly powerful and not worried about an attack.

Then again, he reminded himself, muttering lowly under his breath the words he thought: "Maybe she doesn't worry because we're in a public place, but that can't be it because water and fire will always react, even if it is in a place where others could see."

He weighed his options and came up confused. Titus had several choices: leave and not look back, force her to leave, or try to see what came of staying in her immediate vicinity. And that last choice had three potential outcomes: they tie up and fight, they potentially form an alliance (which was highly unlikely in his book), or nothing comes of it and they go their separate ways. Titus weighed his options... and decided to stick it out for a few minutes to see what happened.