The laugh escapes her before she can stop it--louder than she'd like and rather undignified, but he's startled her into it before she could control the sound. A moment is needed for her to gather herself, though the smile lingers on her lips. A slow arrow who thinks he's a comedian, apparently.

"There is another Arrow here, though I think the two of you should be easily differentiated." That's a little joke on her part, though she knows it will not pay off for some time. "Perhaps I will introduce you two."

She decides she likes him. Perhaps it was a forgone conclusion, because Beleth is predisposed to liking elves, and particularly Dalish ones. But he's interesting, and Beleth has always been one with an eye for interesting people. Virnehn -- It is a Dalish clan name, though the exact details escapes her. One of the ones who has a better grasp of the language than the Lavellan clan, then. Such things happen.

"But very well, Slow Arrow. If you have any questions about what has proceeded past the time you know, I will indulge you with what I know. If you don't wish to listen to my meandering, then I will buy you drink and we can find something else to discuss." She could think of several questions about his clan and their command of Elvhen.