"Lioriley. A pleasure to properly meet you, Yondu." A slight incline of her head in greeting; habitual and respectful after growing up in a land that oozed overt politeness and spending even more time amongst human nobles that demanded such things.

She was tempted to ask further about his connections to the Ministry - her newness not allowing her the pleasure to even know the names of most, nor the chance to ask. But they were on a mission and such things could be discussed in detail later, she figured. If he was so inclined to indulge.

Another soft hum, pen twirled in an idle motion around slender fingers. "Geared up? In what sense? If literally insofar as supplies are concerned for when I venture out - no, I have all I need." Which, at a glance, was minimal.