And she gets a brief, light laugh in return, as the 'moogle' makes a fluffy bow. "Why, thank you, My Lady."

No, he's just a prince in a different world, no need for titles, but pointing that out while he's fully dressed up sounds just a little absurd.

His mirth fades a little at her reaction, and he gives a shorter bow, taking a step back and turning half away to give her privacy.

"Of course. Let me know what you need of me when you are ready."