She gave him a curtsy. It was more like a bounce. But then, everything she did was a little bit bouncy. Like gravity just barely had a hold on her. It wasn't intentional, of course. But her body just remembered what it felt like to take flight.

It always would.

"My name is Ariadne," she said politely. "But you can call me 'Airy' if you like. Everyone does."

A well-warranted nickname, to be sure. Although she didn't really have a good definition of 'everyone.' She didn't really talk to a lot of people. Those who heard learned the most.