James makes a humorless noise in his throat. "You could say that."

He looks at her — a little bit puzzled, more so wary — as if he can really discern anything at all about a complete stranger in a veil, in the dark. After a moment, he settles for a relatively safe question –

"How often do they do this?" They, not you. If she's a visitor too then he won't lump her in with the natives.