[Aymeric turns his head away, biting his lip to break his laugh- acting as if perhaps a bit of dirt was kicked up. He turns back to Estinien, looking him in the face, making a gesture he hope Estinien mirrors. He pulls the hems of his own leather shorts down in a few swift tugs. It was bad enough that without moving around too much that the shorts left very little mystery.]

Estinien! So good of you to join us. You aren't interrupting, I was hoping that you would join us soon. [he collects himself further. He had a few doubts in him mind. He had to ask.]

I have... what may seem like a strange question for you, but bear with me. The Warrior of Light- Can you tell me her name?