Yseult's bafflement is complete, and obvious enough that even someone not extraordinarily well-versed in reading her could see it. She looks at Darras for a long moment, though not as long as the last, and then shrugs and nods at the same time.

"Yes. Alright. If you'd like." If he'd still like, maybe she should say. Who knows what he'll want in an hour's time, at this rate. "I should be finished in an hour or two. You can meet me at my room."