Oren Nillu is currently standing against his personal balcony, which isn't really that big. He is watching the world outside unfold before his eyes in quiet contemplation. And so she enters. The world outside, as the Chancellor can see, is currently rather wet from the falling rain, and thus so is the royal healer as she slips in her quite fashion inside. Her dampened hood is pulled back from her skin, eyes seeking his directly while her lips form something akin to a greeting. "I see you still linger in the walls of this great office." Moving further away from the door, she looks down and adjusts the clasp of her cloak from its skewed position. "With the dismissal of your niece I'd begun to worry that there'd be no one left for me to talk to."