don't know, don't care

She glanced down to the ground, suddenly shifting awkwardly. He simply said no, not offering his name or anything. She was about to nod and try to find a way to escape him when she caught his wondering aloud.

She glanced back up at him in confusion, what was she for? Warm his furs? No!
"I serve the Armada. I'm organizing the storeroom, and... Getting goats... and... Whatever he asks really. I help out in the market a little. Mostly fetching things." She responded, dragging her paw over the floor.

"So... What's your name then?" She asked, hoping she was being polite.

"Ignita"