She laughs lightly. "Well, I guess I picked up some of my younger brother's studying habits after-" Then the man gives her his name-and the name of his home-and she freezes.

Slowly, Corrin turns and finally looks at the man she's just been helping and her eyes go wide. There are some very noticeable differences, and yet...same hair colour. Same eye colour. Same pointed ears and-

She looks down and sees he is just as barefoot as she is.

Then she looks back up. "Corrin of Nohr." She says faintly. "...I don't go by my birth-name." She feels no need to elaborate on what that birth-name is.