Aisling took the luggage from her friend and was about to respond to her witty comments when she heard Yannick speak. She choked slightly, glad she'd heard him<em>before</em>responding, and turned to look at him, "No Master Yannick, she's brought my things." Of course her friend wouldn't be someone you would expect to be close chums with a maid, of all things, but Aisling was at least somewhat blessed. By Aisling's reckoning she deserved it.<br/><br/>Her brows knit as she observed the scene with the cat and her tail swished. "Erm, do you need any help with that, Sir?" She asked, moving toward him with the two suitcases in hand.<em>'I didn't think I had this much stuff...'</em>She reflected absently as she approached Yannick.