[She calmly sips from her cup of tea, eyes closed. If there is any hint of nerves, it is that her hand shakes with just the slightest tremor when she sets her cup down. The liquid inside ripples gently.]

Milord, you are too kind.

But I couldn't sleep a wink tonight even if I wanted to. I should prefer to accept it -- better that than tossing and turning all night and waking with my nerves all on edge.

And... I daresay milord will not likely be sleeping peacefully, either, if I may be so bold.