You were a face unfamiliar with the Dowager Countess, someone she didn't know anything about, despite seeing you talking with Sybil or Cora so often. It was strange, how nobody seemed to tell her anything about who you were.

But, she was determined to find out.

You'd been hanging around more often, sometimes coming to just sit and draw in the garden, pencils and paper sometimes just looking like things you could carry around with you like items that came out of your hands whenever you needed them, which seemed slightly off, but everyone seemed to ignore it. Although, you'd come back to draw again; so she walked up to you.

"And who might you be?"