Peace and quiet didn't exactly sum up her feelings at the moment. She smiled up at him, smoothing out her robe a bit. Her hair still hung around her hair in a wet mess, but it wasn't bothering he now. She'd resigned herself to the... informalness of the meeting. "I'd like to, yes."
She followed him out of the room, slipping her arm in his. "Yes, but then you just have a foul-smelling goblin. I can't imagine that improves matters."