Richard was just finishing off his day by leaving assurances with a family that had one of their young sons in the spell damage department for the night. He would be fine but the mother didn't want to leave her sons side. He was just turning to leave when he saw Miss Scrimgeour. He was not ignorant to the rumors about her - his sisters had warned him that she was best to stay away from because apparently she was a whore. Richard had never had cause to believe she was one so he was content enough to make up his own mind about her.

"Hello, Miss Scrimgeour," Richard greeted in return with a warm smile. "I was just about to leave actually. You sound rather tired - long day?" He asked as he finished buttoning up his coat. Perhaps he'd offer to escort her home though he had no idea where that was.