"My world is very... old fashioned, I believe is the term I've heard used. But it has its charms." There's that smile that was hiding. It's rather adorable to see Theo so hypnotized by the faint etchings on the coin. It's such a common thing for her that she takes it for granted.

And then she's laughing, just a little bit, at him for treasuring the coin. It seems odd, but that's because she still believes it payment for the mask in her hand. A touch of color settles in her cheek at his last words, though. Compliments are a rare thing for her these days.

"I..." How does one normally react in situations like these? Amelia is uncertain. "Thank you, for being so understanding when I... you know..." The compliment has thrown her off her game and suddenly her cheeks are several shades of pink darker. When did words become so difficult?

"My name is Amelia," she settles on finally. "Amelia Ronsam. It's been a pleasure to meet you."