[ Cressida's eyes glanced at the purple gryphon familiar, with her own chirping happily that it found a kin. Cressida remained in her default stony expression, only nodding in thanks when Gale allows her in. She walks towards the center of the room, noticing his jacket and hearing the music from his phone. The mask was strange, but she paid it no further attention ]

They are. I'm grateful for your generosity.

[ She says, putting her hand behind her back to take off the kite-shaped shield that hung on it. Inside the shield is a handle to a spear-like weapon that's folded to a more compact size. The weight of it was noticeable from the heavy thud it made even as she gently leans it against the side of the bed. She was content in not saying anything else and just lie down like a corpse on the bed, but her familiar jumps out of her shoulder and on to the bed first, greeting Gale's familiar with a cheerful mix between a chirp and a squawk. ]

It's quite lively.

I suppose introductions are required. Hello, I am Cressida. And this... has no name yet.