As luck would have it: being peppered with questions is not an attack on this occasion!

"Oh, and you talk! How lovely. Yes, of course," The knight comes willingly, seating herself at the table with no difficulty at all, though the motion is suitably noisy, "Only if you do want to attack, that's alright. I haven't a sword at the moment, or my shield, so it's only that it's awkward, not that I can't fight, you know."

Her armor is a liberal mix of plate-metal, leather, and chain-maile, with a well-worn tabard thrown over the lot, and belted 'round the waist, and she wears it light and casually.

And she does not remove her helmet.