Paderau gives a rueful little smile. She's been keeping her eye on Mahalia, heard bits and pieces here and there. She's got no problem with a formal introduction, but...

"Baby, I'm a servant. It'd be formal of me to tell you 'you need not trouble yourself with my name, I am but a humble warden' and if you insisted, I should tell you how touched I am that you care for my individuality in my service."

Her smile smile goes a little wider, running her hand back through her hair. "I don't think much of formalities though. So my name's Paderau, and you're pretty sparkly to me to, old lady. But I'll show you mine if you show me yours."