"And i happily agree to have a look, receive a tour, once all things are in order. No one should be without a home, allowing a proper return to it is a matter of honor." Traudel pauses for a brief moment, adjusting her posture. That almost ever-present faint smile fading, making way for a blank facial expression. "Auf Wiedersehen, Maréchal Mounier. Time to tend to the garden." Returning his salute in equal amounts of precision and respect, only addition the clicking of heels once. Standing at attention until Ferdinand's Lynx had departed.