She smiled. His manners were courtly enough. Although he didn't seem quite as...well. He wasn't Obi-Wan. And considering how angry she was with him, at the moment, that was probably a good thing.

"Either is fine," she told him. Sincerely. "I've been called some pretty horrible things in my life, but 'Airy' isn't that bad. And I'm told, it suits me." Which was good. Like fitting in. Something she'd always struggled with.

At least, when being herself. Not some invented character as part of a heist.