He inclined his head in greeting. "Well met, Lyanna." He preferred not to stand on ceremony regardless. Only tyrants demanded subservience without earning the right. Though this Lyanna stood with noble bearing, it was good to learn she did not fall into this category. "Far from home, perhaps, but not lost. It is...an opportunity."

"A raven?" He'd never seen or heard them called such. "A sending mirror?" He nodded, pulling his from a pouch at his belt. "I do, yes."