Well, I'll just have to make it up to you next time so you can see it better, then! I can't go leaving his Grace unsatisfied, after all.

[There's a soft sound of effort as she gets to her feet, groaning as she stretches her arms high over her head to get the stiffness out of her limbs. That done she leans in close to the wall, a grin on her face.]

Of course, my door's always open, your Grace.

[She just takes a moment to straighten out her dress and hair as best she can, pleased as a coeurl in a chocobo pen.]