Her eyes continued to watch the surf and she was quiet for a long moment before she replied, "I don't know my given name, but Sonia is what everyone calls me." She turned her gaze to him. Her mouth curved into a slight smile, one that didn't touch those stormy gray-blue eyes. "I suppose you might call me Sonia as well. And there is no need to apologize, I am the one who interrupted, not you."

And then her eyes drifted down to stare at her now, resting hands.

Her brows puckered and she murmured, "I do thank you for not spitting on me, Signore."