"Oh!" There's a sharp pang of relief at this unexpected familiarity, finding something in common with this woman from a faraway place. She looks at the offered hand dubiously for a moment, that's not how cultivators greet strangers, but she's been observant enough of her new surroundings to mimic.

"Once I have found my brother," or once she will be forced to accept he isn't here, as she secretly fears, "I would like to hear more about the medical techniques you employ. Personally, my passion is acupuncture. I find it most satisfying to work with the body directly." Her brows furrow. "But I've never heard of a place called Central City. Which i what I expected." But it's still frustrating, as none of this is making it appear easier to go home.