Well, how charming. She manages not to recoil when he kisses her hand, though she's not exactly happy about it either.

"You're welcome," she replies. "I hear that you are now in charge of the Islington borough?"

Stepping back, she gestures for him to take a seat. Sylvia is not at all looking forward to this conversation but she hides it well, crossing her legs when she sits down to regard him rather like a stern headteacher assessing her students. The vampires are so unpredictable these days. She really doesn't know what to expect.