Nepeta is more than a little nervous. She wants to make a good impression on this Helmsman, especially since he is someone so important to Disciple. The older troll had been pretty good on filling her in on what to expect but she was still a little uncertain.

Yet by all accounts she was putting on a pretty good smile as she approached the door that led to Disciple's room at the appointed time. She gave a swift knock on it, and folded her arms behind her, waiting patiently.