Matthias had been more concerned about his safety, though if he'd had a moment to think further he probably would have been concerned about that, too, so he blushes a little. He shouldn't let himself get jealous, but Dutch is gorgeous. He can't help it.

"Hmph," he says quietly.

And so bossy.

"I'm Matthias Helvar," he says to Damen, eyes still narrowed a touch in suspicion. "I'm from a country called Fjerda, and I speak that language as well. Not everyone in this world is from elsewhere, some have lived here their whole lives."