At the sound of her name, she squeaked and dropped what she was doing. When she looked up to see who it was, she stood and gave a respectful curtsy. Even if she was now an independent... for the most part... young miss, it didn't mean that she shouldn't show due respect for the Baron. "My lord," she said, then turned her head and gave a little sneeze. The girl's voice was still haggard from her illness, though she was no longer sick. Her recovery was a little slower than she would have liked, but the fresh air made her feel good.

"I trust you are having a lovely day?" She inquired as her big browns observed his face.