Mary smiled at Irene's temperament. She had no filter but Mary liked that. She sipped quietly from her tea and looked around the room. The situation she was in was odd and unexpected, and she wasn't surw what to say or do. She nodded to the soldier as he left towards the porch, knowing she had to be guard too. She was petit and small so she doubted if they trusted her with that task. As the soldier limped out, it caught her attention again that maybe he was wounded. She should ask him later. Looking back at Irene again, she smiled a little.