[action] YAY!
[The formality in her dialect startles her. It's been quite awhile since anyone addressed her with such politeness. Even for those in the prison who have learned of her political and noble background. Cornelia looks up, her lavender eyes studying the woman's appearance closely. It's obvious that she is somewhat aristocratic herself.
Lowering her weapon, she turns toward her and bows her head slightly.]
Your compliment is most appreciated. Are you familiar with weaponry such as this?