(Hey, is it her fault she was just being a merchant's daughter somewhere in a corner? Ugh, too close to home...)

"Oh! Divide and conquer?" she says with a bit of a relieved smile. She's not going to complain at the help, that's for sure; and once the door's open, she heads on through gratefully, wiping the hair back from her face again. "Thank you. That was ... quite troublesome."