It certainly would mean a lot if it - came from her. Rather her friend but... as it was. She is respectful. When he speaks, her head bows. Making sure to stay poised with her hand on her wife's. To be led along, but attentive, listening in carefully to the older man that clearly had an important place in the household, regardless of anything else.

"It is pleasure to meet you. I am glad and honoured to have come. I hope to serve you well. My will is yours." With it, she moves. She's a better, now, at least. Wrapped up in the fur coat, but they would be just as freezing as she had been. Just because she had everyone to meet, however, didn't mean they had to suffer in the meantime.

"But... my ladies would... " a pause, looking up briefly, back, over the room. "... appreciate a warm room." Then she's right back to look as devotedly subdued as she could be.