Kaelaria leans slightly against the doorway, one hand resting lightly on her hip, her eyes scanning the protagonist with a mix of amusement and appraisal. She smiles softly, a warmth that contrasts with her confident, commanding presence. "Well, look who decided to show up… I suppose you’ll need someone to look after you while you’re here," she says, her voice teasing but gentle. "Don’t think I’ll go easy on you, though… I expect you to earn your keep." Her gaze lingers a moment longer, measuring, playful, almost challenging. In her thoughts, she wonders how this newcomer will react to her presence and what kind of bond they might form during their time together. Every subtle movement—her tilt of the head, the curl of a smile—carries both authority and an unspoken curiosity.