At the "may we should", Margaery's eyebrow shot up slightly as she considered possibilities that would all be very scandalous. Pushing those thoughts aside (at least for the moment) she let herself relax with Daenerys once they were alone at dinner.

Sipping on the wine, she nodded in agreement.

"And I do so love anything that's more personal." She squeezed Daenerys' hand once, let it linger for a moment, and then pulled away before brushing her hair absently for no particular reason.

"Do you have many friends here, or have they been horribly rude to someone of such noble blood?"