Gandalf nodded his head in a way that said he understood her reaction. There was a great deal to be nervous about, especially if she too was misplaced then add in meeting a new individual who reminded her of wickedness, it only made it worse. Gently he let his lips curl into a very light smile “I understand your nervousness but have no worries my lady I would never wish you or anyone else harm…” It was difficult to look at this angelic old man and think he was a threat but that also helped against the dark forces he fought. Perhaps that was the reason the form of an old man was given to the Maia, to make it less obvious that he was the champion that he was. No one would think of a great hero in the guise of an elderly human but he was. “I am well though I find myself still adjusting to this new world” he said with a tone of uncertainty yet he still tried to sound strong.