Madeline was lost in thought so much so that she heard no sound behind her, so when a voice that sounded more then a little angry and loud met her ears Madeline like a frightened animal went into an immediate defensive position, she tore a thick branch from a tree and swung around to face whomever was there, her body instantly taking on a battle ready position. 'So I know how to defend myself? That doesn't help me figure out anything though...' Despite Madeline's thoughts she took a moment to look at her potential attacker, and... He was decent looking though in comparison to herself she would say they were shear opposites. Where she was average, round faced, short, and bright colored, this man seemed dark, tall, grim, and sharp. However he seemed to be of no threat to her despite his obvious irritation so slowly she lowered her makeshift bat and stood straight her bright blue eyes watching him coldly and with curiosity.
"I'm Madeline... And aside my name I have no idea as you put it... who the hell I am." Slowly her eyes softened and she tilted her head to the side curiously eying the man in front of her. She could tell by the way he stood with an air of all importance that he did not have the patience to wait and piece together her life's story, so Madeline spoke formally, clearly but also confidently. "I awoke here several minutes ago, by what I am able to piece together I know I am in Lune, I know I am human, I know my first name was Madeline... I also know I should not be here. But aside that I have no idea what is going on, why I'm here or who I am." Finally Madeline tossed the branch completely aside and wiped her hands on her pants before shoving her hands in her pockets her position going lax and her face going friendly she was showing vulnerability to set the man before her at ease. "And who are you?"
'He's someone of importance.' Yes, Madeline could tell. The mans stance, clothes, and snarl suggested someone with power. And in Lune that could mean many things. He had no armor, so he was no guard. Perhaps a worker at the castle? Or even a noble himself? If memory served right Lune folk did not age after a certain point (similar to how Sol royal stop aging) that meant this man before her could be anywhere from her age to several thousand years old... Maybe she should have hung on to that branch after all. A human was no welcome here, and one who was as lost as she could easily be used. Madeline kept her face neutral though, neutral, open, and soft. If she wanted help, if she wanted anything she needed to relax and do what she did best, and what she did best was being calm. So calm even in the red eyes of this... Man? She would be.