As is usual, she dips very slightly into something like a curtsy. She's not wearing a skirt, but the primness can't be repressed.

"To see Evander." Given the chill, she'll rock very slightly from foot to foot, keep the circulation up. "I don't know that he'll want to go out today, but I've not seen him since it started snowing."

Monty had assured her that the horse was just fine, but she liked seeing things for herself.