Eh... [His apology and all sort of makes her anger fizzle out, but she wasn't very attached to it anyhow she she lets it go. An eyebrow raises, mouth opening and closing a couple times as she tries to figure out how one is even supposed to respond to that.

In the end she settles on a blunt:] You are weird. [But it's not said like it's a bad thing so much as an obvious observation.]

Am not human, so will take that as good thing. Toboe. [She repeats the name once or twice, liking how it sounds, and hums in approval] Name is, ehhh... Too difficult to be said. Call me 'Oona.'

Said 'other humans.' You are not human? [She leans in curiously]