[That is the oddest compliment anyone has ever given her. She's not even sure she would call it such, especially since her elbows are covered by her armor. Lacking anything else to say in return, Gwendolyn simply inclines her head to her overenthusiastic fellow party-goer.]
Greetings, and good evening. How fare you tonight?
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Greetings, and good evening. How fare you tonight?