Incredibly fancy. Klaudia watches the way he sweeps his arm back behind his back again, and she can't help but lift a brow at that. He's very graceful in his movements--and he reminds her passingly of some of the monks she's seen in Calimshan, but the air isn't quite right. There's also a rigid air of regality about him. It's not something she can quite put her finger on.

"Well, what a customarily fancy person, then." She folds her own hands behind her back, mimicking him just a little--but in a way that feels natural to her.

"Are you a bard of some sort? That's an instrument that you're carrying, right? I think I've seen something like it before, but only in passing. It was larger--more like a boxy lute--and a lot more strings, too. Someone had set it up on a table, and they were plucking the strings with one hand and holding some kind of fret with the other--" She unfolds her hands and holds them out out over an imaginary instrument, like she saw the person playing--her right hand slightly more forward and fingers splayed, while her left hand sits closer to her chest and mimicking pressing down on something.

"It looked complicated, but I don't know the name of it." She'd only seen it as she was passing through, after all, and there were a lot of wondrous things to be looking at.