“I regret my Knight’s . . . excessive impulse-control issues,” Mab said, turning to Lara. “I trust it has not cast a sour tone upon this meeting.” “On the contrary,” Lara said. “I find it rather charming.” Mab’s expression was entirely unreadable. “Your response does nothing to increase my good opinion of you, Ms. Raith. My Knight needs no encouragement.”
See Mab's wheels turning
