"Thank you," she replies with a gracious bow of her head. After all, she has a part to play as well, and she can almost feel Unthank watching her. In fact, she even tries to steal a glance around, expecting to see--

What? He might not have even been able to come. There might be wards to keep any and all who aren't witches away. But she can almost feel his hand on her shoulder.

Which sends a chill rushing down her spine the moment she thinks it. For all Unthank is a protector, she knows something of the sinister side, too. After all, even after Sir Roderick, the house's bloody history didn't stop. Not until that sort of thing went well out fo fashion. Which was far too long.

"I hope to serve all aspects of our community to the best of my abilities."