Well, it isn't every day that I find myself in the company of a knight.

[ Or find herself bowed to, no less, and the subtle quirking at the edges of Vanessa's mouth are enough of an indication that she isn't necessarily amused by the situation, but rather closer to endeared by it — even if she holds out a hand, briefly, to try and stay the other woman from performing any sort of customary bow if it would only pain her more. ]

Please. [ And she answers with a slight incline of her head, though the temptation is there to offer a curtsy in reply, however brief. ]

Vanessa Ives. Consider it an even trade given your impending purchase, Ser.