"It is my job... and my pleasure... to keep track of that which should be known and recorded." He gives her a glance, and remarks, "I fear my records are a bit... vague where you come into play, Miss Delorean. Pardon, Dame Lavender Delorean. It is a shame that there is not precisely a roster of active knights, let along those who are not sworn to a particular house, bannerhouse, or liege."
He tsks softly, barely audible. "Were there proper records kept, all would be neatly cataloged." Seemingly a touch offended by the lack thereof. "However, that said, you are a most courteous guest, and I can only assume, a valuable asset to the Barony. New flowers blooming in a garden that may have once seemed dead.. but perhaps instead was simply lying fallow, not salted nor barren."