[Lady? Well, she supposes he's not wrong technically, though that is not something she is at liberty to discuss. Instead, she just makes a somewhat awkward face and nods.]

Fair enough. I don't really know how that all works, anyway. Or what Stormwind or any of that is either.

[She assumes there are buckles and straps and things? Maybe?]

How about this...[She gestures towards an unoccupied booth and takes one of his armored hands in her own, pulling him gently towards it. It at no point occurs to her that he might be offended by a stranger's touch, though.]

Let's take that and sit, and you can at least get off your feet. In fact, I insist.