Roisin sighed at that. This was a mess, and it was only getting worse. "Ye don't seem to be gettin' too many stares, so I'm guessin' yer not as much a novelty to these folk as you are to me."

Then again, she knew that wasn't likely to be reassuring. Not for a moment.

"Well. No need ta be rude. Ruder'n I've been, I suppose. I'm Roisin Murphy, an' who are you, Ms. Duck?"

She offered a hand, leaning down a little so Della didn't have to stretch.