That name is a ...well, it's certainly a name. Then again, Hythlodaeus isn't easy on the tongue either, but she'll keep lookout for the robe and red mask, at least. How many people are walking around in such a bizarre state of dress anyway? Even the priests and acolytes in Mondstadt have a more approachable form of dress.

"Do the robes and mask mean anything? Or is it religious attire for you, too?"

She can't imagine that's comfortable to endure all day, especially if he were to settle his way into Springstar and its eternally blazing suns.