Jack nodded. "Very well," he said. He hoped she would come to him for questions: Sphinxes took pride in their intellect and usually had a distaste for asking questions - except, of course, when those questions were phrased to showcase their own intelligence. ("Isn't it true that...?")
The banshee rose to his feet and opened the door for her. "Welcome to St. Margaret's, Ms. Santos. I hope to see you thrive."