Yvonne had been itching to get a word in with Mattie at least, as the only individual in the team that she's remotely familiar with. The knight didn't seems to want to waste time though, and... what's that elf doing? Was that some documents from the king's desk? Well, guess that's one individual to pay attention to. Since the chamberlain rushed back in and hadn't came out screaming "the king is dead!" she probably didn't take the chance to murder ol' Freddy. Some old acquaintance, probably. Cant tell the knife-ears' age by their look.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Whoa, hold your horses a bit there Mattie."[/color][/b] Called out the diminuitive mercenary, clapping quickly twice to gather attention. [b][color=#a4161a]"I'm sure you've got good idea about everyone here and all, but the same ain't true yeah? We'd do better if we all know what to expect of each other."[/color][/b]

An idle hand went down to rest on the pommel of her sword, except that it wasn't there because they're temporarily confiscated before meeting the monarch. Yvonne smoothly changed the motion to rest akimbo at her hip. Unless everyone had received briefing but she somehow missed it, the sentiment should be shared by the rest of the hirelings.