Oh, the man knew her name. Well, that must make him someone like the Doctor then, someone who knew the family as well. Or perhaps he was one of hers, although usually she could tell. This servant certainly lived in the midst of insanity, but like Lucien he seemed completely unflappable. That sometimes annoyed her about the Dreaming's librarian, though, and this man smelled kinda funny.
"I can dress myself,thanksallthesame," she said with a little pout, and then walked straight out of the suit. Literally. Stepping sideways, she simply left it hanging stiffly in the air, and covered her momentary nakedness with a manifestation of something like street-clothes.
"Do you live here?" she asked after pausing for a back-bend that put her on her head and palms, facing away from the man.