[He's polite, if nothing else, and good manners go a long way toward earning Winter's tolerance. She takes his hand without hesitation. Her grip is firm, cordial, and brief.

Indeed. I presume 'Bishop' is sufficient for you.

[She chooses the empty stool to the left, waiting for him to sit as well.]

I have no wish to encourage false hope. Whatever it is you seek from me, I can't promise is within my ability to grant.