Listened thoughtfully to those words, nodding now and then as Hope spoke, though she interjected every so often. "One might question that, given how both organizations supposedly created to defend humanity squabble among themselves." Her focus though eventually fell on those nails Hope was staring at once more, another brief flicker of annoyance entering the supposed combat-nun. There was something arrogant about the action, something that didn't bode well with her though she soon lost focus at the mention of tailoring.<br/><br/>Her brows climbed at the new, her cheeks helplessly coloring again as she merely inclined her head to the words. "That would be most appreciated," she stated calmly. Despite her words however, she felt another twinge of embarrassment. Even now her garb was too snug on her form and since she'd gone into the services of Iscariot, she'd hardly had time to go home, much less shop for clothes that would fit her. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but wander what sort of clothing was to be made, not entirely trusting English tastes; they tended not to be 'hip enough for her liking.<br/><br/>A faint sigh escaped her at the mention of the mercenaries, her face still remaining hot as she straightened a little. "Wonderful. More men with fantasies regarding nuns. Typical." She shook her head a little then as her hands raised to rest on the swell of her hips as she carefully replied. "I'll do my best not to severely hurt any of your men. I realize Hellsing has... had some difficulties rebuilding."<br/><br/>Throughout the whole exchange, however, she never once did acknowledge Alucard, completely ignoring the vampire. A fine brow did twitch at the mention of 'faith' and 'dog' though, kindling some anger beneath her seemingly collected visage, yet she didn't speak until he'd disappeared. "Thank you for your time, Director. I hope you don't mind that I'll be warding my room though. I place complete trust in your ability to control your pets, yet I still would rather not be spied on by them while I sleep."