The newly-minted lady of the house leaned back in her chair and matched him smirk for smirk. "Well, I suppose I'd assumed longer than an hour since last time, but I probably should've known better," she drawled.
Now that the servants had dissipated, she seemed to relax. She'd never liked the idea of being waited on at the best of times, and this whole situation was...odd.
Still, she was happy enough to be distracted by Trest's attentions--though she wasn't exactly planning on making it easy for him.