Ah, okay. [That makes more sense. Natural talent, but not a prodigy. Nami sips the glass she's carrying with her.]

We didn't really get a chance to talk properly the other day. But uh...thanks for coming out. [And mindful of the wig, she adds:] I'm Nami. The girl you spoke to at the cottage.

[Briefly. In a handwaved kind of way, probably.]