Crocodile Dundee

Shit. That had been a tricky feat, even given the fact that there had been two of them working to tire out the crocodile long enough for Thalia to seek the opportune moment to deal a potentially-deadly blow. And it seemed like they'd been successful? Still trying to catch her breath and regain her balance, she was glad when Pestilence moved forward to prod at it and see for herself. Better the other girl deal with this thing's wrath if it wasn't actually dead. Fortune for Pestilence, and probably Thalia too, it didn't budge an inch. Finally she allowed herself to exhale a breath of air she'd been holding in as she nodded at Pestilence's words.

"And I appreciate yours," Thalia said, keeping her tone pleasant and level. It wasn't lost on her that upon introducing herself, Pestilence had outwardly bristled, though the source of her agitation was entirely lost on her. Maybe she just had a shitty attitude, for all she knew. Either way, she was glad to back down from the crocodile, having never even thought of taking a trophy back home. She made no sign of aggression over their kill. "What was your name, by the way?" She hadn't given it before despite Thalia being upfront about who she was, so it only seemed fair. Or what she ought to expect, fairness aside. How else was she to report to Eligos who she'd met if she didn't even have a name for her?