Felih grins a bit, though his smile softens quickly enough into an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that," he chirps. "Sometimes I forget the habit we've all made of moving silently." After the myriad of things he's suffered in the city of Ul'dah, he's learned to lay low and be very quiet as he moves through the city.

"I'm Felih Tia- I'm a friend of the sultana's. I didn't mean to startle you," he apologizes. "I just wanted to know if you happened to know the sultana's tastes well; I'm trying to devise a gift for her, but I've little clue what to make or acquire that she must not already have..." he sighs. "After all, she is royalty."