The woman listened to the man and hung her head back, eyes closed as she propped herself up with her hands. Upon him mentioning how she was always lonely around the guild, her smile faded slowly and she sighed. It was true, she was left behind, but only after she told him to leave. That was something she remembered vividly. And yes, she had in fact died, but only momentarily. After introducing himself, the man looked at her with a smile, and she could only smile back before closing her eyes and looking straight up. It was likely he wouldn't believe her but... she had to let him know sometime.
"And my name is..." the girl took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm her nerves. This was going to be an interesting conversation. "Rin Sanguinna, but everyone just calls me Orin." she finished, not looking at Lance. She didn't want to see the look on his face. It was hard enough to just talk to him now, not because of anything he did, but because of her physical change. Lance might not believe her, but then again he might. Orin wasn't sure how he would take it, but she hoped it was at least well. The last time the man saw her, she was a cat girl, not a wolf girl. The change was extremely drastic, and the only thing that had remained consistent was her voice and mannerisms. That was possibly the only evidence that she was, in fact, Orin.