She followed the elf, not bothering to look around, focused on the goal, and as the doors opened, she gave a returned nod to Theodore as she moved further into the room.
It was aired, bright, something that seemed to - fit the space. As he offered her the seat, she carefully took it, back straight, lips thin but not in their normal scowl, before making sure she was settled quite properly. As the tea floated over to her, she made a small voice of thanks, before taking it from the air, blowing on it softly, the small latter sip a welcome taste down her throat.
Resting the cup gently in her lap, a hand rose to tap at the edge of her lip, feeling the liquid there before looking at her host straightly. "I am." She responded, before moving to set the tea down completely.
Reaching then into her robes, she pulled out from a layer the parchments, carefully wrapped in string, her seal, a fox curled in a twisted position, paw raised, pressed on the top. Setting them down on the table between them she smirked then, and rose a hand and pulled out her wand. With an elegant flick she removed the ward and gave him a nod, as if okaying him to touch it. This time around she was in control, or more so then the last.
"A hex, before I removed it, they would have fallen to ash by another's touch. They are safe now." She said slowly, her eyes hooded in arrogant pleasure.