Milady is very happy to being given attention! By people the master seems to think is all right. She is lovely, thank you very much. She's about to show just how overly friendly and enthusiastic she can be when she's given permission except the Comtesse is there and the Valet practically leaps to her feet.

Malcolm can't not look, but he doesn't let his gaze linger anywhere inappropriate. Unlike the Comtesse, who does give the impression of wanting to eat him up. He can't say he had so much relaxed in the interaction, but now he's tensed up, back straight, not terribly unlike how he had found Clara. A dip of his head. "I mean not to intrude, Comtesse. If she has other duties to attend to, do not let me interrupt. The same, of course, goes for you."