[Irene shifts, feeling the comfortable weight of the weapon at her side, still blissfully unaware of the fact that she's sincerely out of her depth where violence is concerned.
She smiles instead, and consents to step inside. If she's perturbed by the surroundings it doesn't show at all.]
I'm sorry to infringe on your home. My girl is on her way.
[She peels away the shawl once she's inside, and the gloves off her delicate hands, turning a polite smile on him rather than letting herself glance about any longer.]
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She smiles instead, and consents to step inside. If she's perturbed by the surroundings it doesn't show at all.]
I'm sorry to infringe on your home. My girl is on her way.
[She peels away the shawl once she's inside, and the gloves off her delicate hands, turning a polite smile on him rather than letting herself glance about any longer.]
A pleasure to meet you, Severus.