Annabeth
The Hunter raised an eyebrow at the man's response, unable to help a slight blush in spite of herself. For the moment she was a bit thankful that he hadn't tried approaching, but still watched him with caution as he introduced himself.
"I'm Annabeth," the cowgirl said, before indicating her antlered charge, "And this is Oren. Anyway, I suppose we shouldn't waste any time then. Heck, we can get you some clothes while we're at it, why stop at pants?"
It didn't take long for them to find the clothing store once more, the Hunter leading the strange man inside.
"Well, here we are," Annabeth said, "Go ahead and pick something out."