The only sign the man gives of acknowledging the comments is a deep intake of breath as he waits for Dove's command. There's a chair nearby, he'd be glad to arrange it-

Dove just lifts her hand slowly indisnissal, not daring to look up at the guard. She knows she'll be chided for dismissing him later, and her cheeks are already turning a bit pink, but... she can handle this. She's got to, even if Galen's presence is both a source of guilt... and a source of comfort she's not ready to admit.

The man'a face is blank, but it's fairly obvious he wants to protest. However, he takes the dismissal with grace and just nods sharply, then makes his way to the door to join the others and leave Dove to level her gaze on the latte before her.