She would bounce her leg slightly upon the other, pressing it against Serge's stroking thumb as she gave him a warm smile<strong>"That is very sweet and I always appreciate your concern, but my best investigation work if often done alone"</strong>Her gloved hand reaching down below the table, her fingertips lightly caressing over the top of his hand.<strong>"But don't let that concern distract you from the Wights"</strong><br/><br/>She would look to Rulathon<strong>"Then I'll begin immediately, though it should not keep me from attending the meeting."</strong>She gave Serge's hand a rather firm squeeze before she was extracting herself from her chair. Swaying leather clad hips on long shapely legs carried her out of the meeting room and soon away from the City Watch Headquarters as she pondered just how to approach the Bloody Fist tavern.