William noticed the sudden change in her demeanor when he revealed that he was a naval officer. To Will, it was still a relief to see that some people still respected the occupation. After his run-in with the ever-insulting family of Claire, he'd been a bit unsure whether or not it was still considered a 'decent' occupation. He'd rue the day where it became a laughingstock.

He smiled and inclined his head to her slightly. "I don't wish to be given any sort of special treatment, ma'am. You have a living to make yourself. Just name your price and I shall see if I find it within my budget," he said, glancing up as the maid entered. He nodded his thanks to her before turning back to Louisa. "Just a spot of milk, if you please," he said, leaving out the fact that he'd just had tea an hour or so prior. No matter. Walking had made certain that he wasn't going to complain about being offered a drink.