[That gets a confused look, but not for long. Lizzie's back to her carefully neutral, if not wide eyed, gaze before she glances down at the hand offered. She hesitates, but accepts it- not so much shaking it as giving it a squeeze.]
I'm glad to make your acquaintance, Lady Snart. [... She hadn't heard of them, but there was quite a bit here that was unfamiliar.] Elizabeth of York.
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I'm glad to make your acquaintance, Lady Snart. [... She hadn't heard of them, but there was quite a bit here that was unfamiliar.] Elizabeth of York.