[yay, utensils!

she smiles brightly at Henry. it's clear to her that he's of nobility of some world and she should act accordingly]

No need to apologize, good ser. I don't believe we've met until now. My name is Margaery Tyrell, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. May I ask your name in return?

[and her charm remains]

It's all been wonderful so far. Far closer to the meals I had at home than anything else I've had recently.