[She'd slipped out for a quick break: some fresh air, maybe some sunshine, and since she'd only heard a human approaching, figured it wasn't much of a big deal to finish her break and then waltz back in. She's confident, heels clicking on the ground, and takes a seat at the other end of the desk before turning her attention to Kidd completely.]
How may I help you, Mr. Kidd?
[A half-second after she speaks, she wonders if Kidd is going to be a Thing and she might want to ask about it later.]
action;
How may I help you, Mr. Kidd?
[A half-second after she speaks, she wonders if Kidd is going to be a Thing and she might want to ask about it later.]