Mable gave Vivian a warm smile. "Oh! Seneschal, no apologies. I truly don't mind. I wanted to speak to you for just a brief moment to offer my services if you ever need someone as an extra pair of hands or what not."
'Well, that came out kinda weird.' Mable thought to herself.
"Priscus Taft, a pleasure." She gave him a quick nod as he drifts off to talk with Lina.