Seras blinked for a moment, her eyes glancing between Integra and Alucard for a moment. "Oh good..." Walter must have remembered from when the young Integra was here before, she should inform her mistress in on that if she hadn't already been told, actually.

She moved to walk slightly behind Integra and motioned when the correct door came in sight, "In here, Miss Integra." Inside the tastefully decorated drawing room was a waiting table with fresh white tablecloth and on it a full teaset, hot and steaming and ready for Integra to make according to her tastes. As well as that the promised painkillers lay in plain sight, as did a small medkit Seras had brought out just in case. "Is there anything else you need?"