Mereavus smiled some and nodded. "I'm sure you're right, Captain," she answered. "Would you excuse me?"<br/><br/>She moved off to firstly find herself something to drink (wine in the morning became a necessity when dealing in politics so heavily), and secondly to head over to Thomas.<br/><br/>"Viscount," she acknowledged. "Welcome to a very ugly morning."<br/><br/>Thus far, Mereavus' interactions with Thomas Antwood had been peaceable and entirely friendly. She tried to maintain a good relationship with most of the courtiers, though she tended to find him more pleasant than the others. She'd likely never put her finger on why. Whatever the case, she joined him by the wall, and sipped her wine.