[ Ah, where are her manners. Terrible showing on her part on all fronts, honestly, considering all she's gotten out of this is help for her and Wriothesley without anything to give. At least she has the propriety to keep enough of a poker face, the tiniest bit of solace over the fact that the man — Scott — looks genuinely happy to help. ]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Scott. [ She takes his hand and gives it a firm shake before letting go. ] My name is Lucina. [ And politeness or otherwise — it is a pleasure. It's written on her face, the lines of her body. It doesn't take much for her to know that he's a good, kind man.

— But really. One more time, for good measure, after an inhale: ] I really will have to find a way to repay you somehow. I still have much to learn, but ... if there's anything I could help with at all— [ You know. Just say the word. ]