[She lifts hers in kind, though she quick to ask after a sip:]

Forgive me if this is too personal. You're the first other Shard-Bearer I've run into today though. What sort of state did you wake up in?

[And maybe to ease any awkwardness she adds:]

It seems like they took to calling me the Swordmaiden once most people forgot my name. There was some tradition of leaving blades as an offering in my room -- seems like it was mostly pocket knives though.