[ Unlike many other children, even Outlands ones, House Gehring's collection of wards seem to have very little aversion to a visitor like Valvatorez. Some of them are shy, but it seems more due to personality than because they're afraid of a daemon.

Aloisia laughs at the greeting, planting her hands on her hips. Her cloak swirls out behind her with the movement. ]

I should thank you, Valvatorez! You've certainly brightened up our charges' day. But as a host, I'm glad to hear you're enjoying our hospitality.

[ Though she's no less sharp, the face she wears at home, outside of battle, is far less intense than within it. ]