"Madam." He bows, his hand pressed to his heart. He twitches his cuffs back into place, and then waits expectantly - and then realizes that she is expecting him to move. Now that she's raised the prospect of murder, he wonders if she's going to cut his throat from behind - content that she's safe and the disease is contained, eliminate the only other keeper of this secret...Hah. Wouldn't that be a way to go? Slaughtered by a child in revenge for doing something decently kind. Marvelous. It'd certainly put one in the eye of Lady Alys, who had warned him strenuously many many times that if he kept taking unnecessary risks, he'd end up murdered by one of his targets...

He steps out first, leaving the glade, looking for all intents and purposes as though he's going for a casual stroll.