[He's actually surprised by the question, but her prattling on gives him time to digest the fact she doesn't even know what her own race is. Maybe where she's from they call themselves something different. Odd, but not impossible.]

Lord Protector? I take it you and your mother are of some sort of political importance?

[He'll answer her Hyur question in a moment, this is far more interesting. Though he does let out an amused sort of snort at her telling him to not be afraid.]

Naught scares me, you need not worry. I will keep an eye out for him. However, to answer your question: you are a Hyur--or at least, from whence I hail 'tis what we call your race.