Martha listened. Attentive and watchful as always. Smiling gently she too sipped at her lemonade. Nodding once more. "Well, I see you are very skilled, sir! Yet...how can I make best use of your skills if you won't comply with my request to disclose the range of your Powers of the Blood? Keeping a secret from me, sir, is akin to refusing to disclose knowledge to His Grace, the Alder Prince. Would you deny that knowledge to the Prince?" she blinks, perplexed, but still friendly, she even giggles at the situation,almost amused by John's temerity; "I hope you can trust me, sir! I shan't use the knowledge to put you at a disadvantage. Rather, to your advantage...to be best deploy you where your skills can be used correctly!" A sweet and innocent smile follows. Though she remains attentive to signs of threat or violence. "If you fear eavesdropping...you may write them down...I shall keep that knowledge safe and then destroy the paper! How does that sound, sir?" she smiles and with one hand begins to get a small notepad and ballpoint pen from the inside pocket of her school blazer.