The kind of butler who places the need to stay... unharmed, for the event should his master arrive here the very next day. [After all, a good butler always places the needs of his master first, right? The way he speaks delights her, the way he obviously tells the truth, without even attempting to lie- and yet.]
Oh, yes, I've heard. [An eyebrow arched, she twirls one of her stray curls around her finger.] I even ventured out myself, to catch a sight of them.
[She did. She also noticed they were easily scared away with a few gunshots that were well-aimed.]