"Ma-" No, they had taken that too. Stolen it away because as a servant of Elgar'nan she could never be as plain as childhood nicknames. "Lakshmi."

The itch faded, at long last, little but surely. Enough that she could blink, open her eyes a bit further without it aggravating it further. Blinking quickly, straining against the light that she could finally open her eyes to look up at him. Gold and bright against her brown skin. "I am Lakshmi."

It softens, then a little - "You were there. At the trial. I saw you."