The halfling's eyes darted from one side of the conversation to the other, back and forth and back and forth and over again. Occasionally, she would stop to keep her uniform nice and prim, as much as it could be, at least.<br/><br/>She lowered her eyes, losing interest in the conversation after awhile. Everything looked so delicious... She couldn't wait until her duties were done with. McGreggor looked over to her, catching Vilo's attention. Her eyes widened and she stared back at him, her expression all but saying out loud, 'What are you looking at<em>me</em>for?'<br/><br/>"Uhm. Yes, Master." She answered, goose-stepping away towards the desk she was ordered after. She had to stand on her tip-toes to pull the upper-most drawers back and to inspect their contents, but the others were thankfully closer to the ground. Grabbing them as delicately as she could, Viloet clutched the parchement in both hands and clenched the pen between her teeth as she forced the drawer shut with a shove of her back, hurriedly making her way back to Terrance and his guest.