*promptly, smiling (after a quick, fond glance at Glorfindel, as if to say See?)* Oh, no, please don't get up, ma'am. *offers you his hand to shake* Ecthelion, yes. It's a pleasure.
*seats himself when he feels fairly certain Glorfindel is going to manage his own chair without keeling over from an attack of nerves* I trust you're enjoying your stay so far?