A slight bow to Clara, and a nod of thanks to the Comtesse as he crosses the threshold. This is not how he anticipated talking one on one with her, but no complaints here. "I confess, the name confuses her at times if I speak too quickly in referring to someone as 'my Lady'. The only female of the litter; it seemed fitting." He's not one to generally make himself at home, even when he's told to, so he'll remain standing for now, taking in the room with a keen eye. "I'll be sure she stays out of your way."

He even considers the door, licking his lips in thought before turning his attention back. "Your valet was reluctant to leave you. I understand you two are so very close, in comparison to the rest of the staff, but she seems almost unusually close. Is she so worried over you?"