"Oh, you aren't--I beg your pardon, I assumed, you just seemed the build of one of the folk of the stone." Lucia Corina is completely unaware that there might not be dwarves where the other occupants of the ship are from.

"...Metal? Really? Why would that make sense for a ship? Wouldn't it sink? Where would they get it all? This place is enormous, you could outfit a king's army in armor and weapons with this much iron!" Welcome to the future, Lucia Corina! The tech levels here are like nothing you've ever seen in fantasy quasi-medieval not-Europe! "And I must beg your pardon again, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Lucia Corina. It's good to meet you."