<strong>"Oh dear. Impropriety is the name of the game today, I see."</strong><br/><br/>Gwenllian gave a sigh, though still seeming oddly cheerful, at the antics of the others. Her eyes were oddly sharp though, staring at each of the people from time to time, focusing on . . something before drifting to the next. She raised an eyebrow at Sokol's very militaristic, but rather disrespectful, stance. Weren't soldiers supposed to be all 'Yes sir, no sir, whatever you say sir'?<br/><br/><strong>"Ah, just to reiterate for you who didn't hear, I'm Gwenllian Westbrook. Civilian extraordinaire! I wouldn't mind getting to the point either, though ah . . I would've worded it a bit more delicately. No reason to be so rude and . . well, a pottymouth."</strong><br/><br/>She gently admonished Sokol, prooobably to no real effect.