[Thane watches seemingly unaffected by the woman spitting into the handkerchief, even when she attempts to hand it back. He simply lifts a hand.]
You keep it.
[He hadn't intended for it to be returned when he handed it over.]
I am Tannor Nuara. A pleasure, Jane.
[Yes, he's aware the burning question isn't actually the faux name he just gave, but it's polite to introduce oneself (even if a lie) and he doesn't tend to give up more information than necessary unprompted, specifically to strangers. Even if it was as harmless as what he was. Force of habit.
Besides, his attention is mostly on the sick woman before him, who he is now silently scrutinizing in an attempt to assess what kind of state she is in aside from "randomly stopping to throw up in trashcans".]
no subject
You keep it.
[He hadn't intended for it to be returned when he handed it over.]
I am Tannor Nuara. A pleasure, Jane.
[Yes, he's aware the burning question isn't actually the faux name he just gave, but it's polite to introduce oneself (even if a lie) and he doesn't tend to give up more information than necessary unprompted, specifically to strangers. Even if it was as harmless as what he was. Force of habit.
Besides, his attention is mostly on the sick woman before him, who he is now silently scrutinizing in an attempt to assess what kind of state she is in aside from "randomly stopping to throw up in trashcans".]