Marquise Hermione - it still sounds a little bit strange. If you'd like to just call me Hermione that would be fine.

[ She wants them to be friends, not just people who work together and help one another when it comes to politics. She's already so in over her head that the idea of just having someone at her side for this, for the Citadel, seems a little ridiculous. Surely friendship would be a thousand times better?

Stepping back into the main area of the room once the doors are closed, Hermione pulls out a seat and offers a smile before she sits down herself and starts to pour the tea. ]

Sugar? Milk or honey, maybe?