Ioane's never been good at hiding her emotions. It's a lot of why things were so rough with her father. When the elf offers to help her, her eyes narrow, and her face pinches into a suspicious expression. She hmphs and turns back to unrolling the sheet.

"If you want the position, you'll have to talk to the housekeeper." Ioane never mastered the art of cold disdain. The sad parody of it she wields is closer to an open challenge.