Her fingers are expertly twisting her long hair back into place as he speaks, and when he fidgets himself and swears again, her lips quirk in an amused smile.

"Restraint can be learned, you know," she points out, sliding pins into her hair. "You just need to have a reason to exercise it."

She stands, then, smoothing down her dress.

"Thursday will be lovely. Are you coming here, or..?"