He ignored both her state of undress, and her order, his illusion of formal armor flowing up around him as he strode across the room to grab her by the throat, and quite deliberately lifted her out of the chair. If she tried to scream, he squeezed, just a bit at first, before applying pressure until she stopped or he honestly thought he was doing her real harm. He then turned to the maid, and smiled pleasantly at her. "Her ladyship will require a simple dress immediately, suitable for a long day in the saddle. Please see to it. Now."<br/><br/>He held the maid's eyes for a moment, before turning back to the child in his hand. He simply stared at her, trying to look as disdainful as the fae had been upon first meeting him, and while he knew he was nowhere near their level, it should still be quite intimidating. He waited for a couple seconds, before releasing her throat enough to talk. "Do I have your full and undivided attention yet?"