"Oh, um--" She sets her bowl aside to free up her hands a little, taking the cup and looking a bit wide-eyed as Xichen stands and bows to her. She looks like she's not sure if she should also jump up and bow as well. All those titles sound very impressive.

But he sits before she can properly make up her mind and she's left sitting there, feeling vaguely embarrassed as she sips at the water. No rolling stomach to that, so she'll accept it as all she can stomach right now.

"Do you have a preference?" To which she calls him, she means, looking at him over the rim of the cup. "I haven't heard of Gusu Lan before, but..." But that doesn't mean he doesn't get her respect. She might not remember much, if anything, or her childhood, but she knows her mother raised her to be polite.