[ Her smile softens at his words, glancing over at him once before affixing her gaze back forward, shaking her head. ]

You are not mistaken. I serve those who become masters of the house. However, at the same time... I am waiting for someone in particular to return to that mansion. Forever waiting.

[ There's a wistfulness behind her smile, and something... a little sad, too, like her hope for their return wears thin. ]

I suppose I would not call it "tiresome." But the wait is much more pleasant here, yes, hehe. [ A quiet chuckle under her breath, before she returns her gaze to him. ] Might I ask what your profession is, in turn?