In the morning, there's a tap at Gideon's door, and a maid with a tray of hot breakfast. Human and unarmored, the maid curtseys as she hands over the tray, and informs Gideon that she's to dress warmly and then come to their lady's room once she's ready to depart.

Lenore's still yawning when Gideon arrives, one of her maids securing the last few tiny hooks up the back of her dress.

"Good morning, handsome," Lenore flirts, eyes playful as she glances over at her bodyguard. She's pleased (and a little relieved) to see Gideon this morning, though she quickly reaches for her tea again to pretend like it's not that big a deal.