[she should hope it would, forged with the roses of House Tyrell and the antlers of House Baratheon entwined. she may be wed to a Baratheon (or at least one calling himself a Baratheon), but she was in her heart every inch a Tyrell. and she's spent a great deal of time learning to cultivate her presence, her father determined to win a crown for her and her grandmother intent on teaching her everything she needed to do to earn it.

she curtseys gracefully in response]

And I, you Dorian. And I would like, thank you. [she sees him pull the device from his pocket and she draws hers from up her sleeve] I am eternally grateful for your assistance with this thing. I wish to become comfortable with it--and all of my new surroundings--as quickly as possible.