"You lady? May I know your name? You just suddenly appeared with your unusual attire and based on my readings from your modern books earlier, you are fit to be that of a mountaineer in your own modern world. Am I right?"
Indeed she is! She remembered! Wearing a black comfortable leggings and a long sleeved red shirt paired with hiking boots durable to rain, she remembered how she is happily going atop the summit in Mt. Pamitinan! Her very first mountain.
It had always been a dream of her to hike atop a mountain but she does not have the courage to do so.
But the opportunity knocked on her door when a friend invited her to come and join their group.
She was in fact satisfied with herself for this first hand experience is not as hard as she imagined it to be. She is a born mountaineer, as what the group leader had told her and though she can't agree out of her innate courteousy and shyness, she still feel elated and very proud of herself.
"May I know your name?" the man in emerald robe repeated which had pulled her out of her daze and she answered.
"I'm Maliya. I don't like that name so I just changed it to Mahalia for my friends to know but I think this is a new world so I guess I would need a new name? Or no, I would use my real name perhaps?"
She answered chuckling with every note, trying to be funny. But she looked at the man's face and found out it isn't funny at all.