Will looked up when the door opened, fixing a polite smile on his face when Louisa revealed herself. He accepted her hand, giving it a quick shake. "William Ferrars, ma'am," he said in greeting, replacing his hands behind his back again. He gave a simple nod at her apology for her appearance, though he honestly didn't care. He'd been at sea, so he'd seen people at their worst. A messed up hair-do because of a bit of work didn't offend him a bit.
He gave a nod when she asked about the room. "Indeed I am, ma'am. I've been living out of an inn for the past few days and would wish to find a place a little more suitable," he said as he followed her inside, making sure to wipe his feet as he'd been told.