A lot of smiling is happening; Harrow smiles infrequently, and never laughs. What she does do is bow deeply, exactly as correct--no more and no less--than her bow to Portico. In her most sepulchral tones:
"I am Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Reverend Daughter of the Black Vestals of Drearburh, heir of the Ninth House. The Ninth House greets the Marylebone with all honors, in the name of the King Undying of the Nine Houses. May there be friendship between us."
"I am a keeper of Tombs and a master of crypts, born to cold and dark and stone and ash, far from the light of Dominicus. I had not hoped to see a true necropolis here, in the verdant cradle of our race. It has been to me a little homecoming. I thank you for the privilege."
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Date: 2020-10-10 07:57 am (UTC)"I am Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Reverend Daughter of the Black Vestals of Drearburh, heir of the Ninth House. The Ninth House greets the Marylebone with all honors, in the name of the King Undying of the Nine Houses. May there be friendship between us."
"I am a keeper of Tombs and a master of crypts, born to cold and dark and stone and ash, far from the light of Dominicus. I had not hoped to see a true necropolis here, in the verdant cradle of our race. It has been to me a little homecoming. I thank you for the privilege."