Percy looked to where the voice had come from, momentarily tense as of the moment he'd first heard it. Logically, he knew it was a combination of all he had witnessed during the war and natural parental paranoia that had him tensing, so the moment he saw a familiar face attached to the voice, he relaxed.
"Mr. Harrington." He offered a small smile and a nod. "Thank you. Though don't let appearances fool you, she can be a hellion when she wishes to be, most often with my siblings' influence. It's nice to see you again. Are you out to enjoy the weather a little before fall like we are?"