If the handshake itself is any indication (and it should be) whatever Audry's species is appears to be warm-blooded. Her head-tresses move among themselves, unaided by any wind. It would be fair to read her other expressions and posture like one would read a human being's, and as such her own assessment seems to be politely neutral, possibly curious.
"Ah, Baedal politics; City of Couches, huh." She speaks as if she has first hand knowledge about living rooms and hostile cushions. Then again one must entertain the idea that she's merely endeavouring to be relateable. "Well the kettle is already on, and perhaps we shall have some proper chairs. Let's find out."
It's an adventure of discovery! If Solomon is amenable to coming along inside, Audry will be happy to guide him past a hallway and into a kitchen. There are indeed some proper chairs here as well as a sturdy table that at some point used to be a door. A cat dozes lazily on a windowsill and somewhere else in the building someone laughs. Mugs soon happen and they are followed by the promised kettle while actual seating arrangements are made. (The tea itself appears to be bergamot.)
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"Ah, Baedal politics; City of Couches, huh." She speaks as if she has first hand knowledge about living rooms and hostile cushions. Then again one must entertain the idea that she's merely endeavouring to be relateable. "Well the kettle is already on, and perhaps we shall have some proper chairs. Let's find out."
It's an adventure of discovery! If Solomon is amenable to coming along inside, Audry will be happy to guide him past a hallway and into a kitchen. There are indeed some proper chairs here as well as a sturdy table that at some point used to be a door. A cat dozes lazily on a windowsill and somewhere else in the building someone laughs. Mugs soon happen and they are followed by the promised kettle while actual seating arrangements are made. (The tea itself appears to be bergamot.)
"So mister Koenig, what can we do for Hellsing?"