Corvo had assumed that because she greeted him and spoke of her plans for breakfast that she had not thought twice on the scare, which was great. Something so small bugging her would indicate that she was immature, or confrontive. Not that he had really seen signs of this before today, but it was not as though he had too many chances to actively speak to the young master either.
Corvo continued behind Layna, only passing her when she reached the door and opened it for her, as one might expect a butler to do. Once she had made her exit from the home, Corvo then took the lead and led her to the aforementioned car, which was nothing special, really. It was an SUV which was more than likely worth more than anything a middle-class citizen could reasonably afford, with so many functions inside of it that Corvo was sure it would take years of investigating to locate every function. The ones he had been taught were how to use the built-in TV, camera in the back to help him park, and, of course, how to actually drive the damned thing. He was not the best at cars, though. He preferred walking to where he needed to be and had not really had a chance to drive until he had begun climbing the underground ladder. Technology was not his strong point, one could say.
Luckily, he was not even the person driving this vehicle. A designated driver was assigned to them, and Corvo himself was simply made to sit in the back with her for protection against anything that would rear its ugly head. Invisible to the untrained eye, there were a few spare firearms hidden throughout even this throwaway vehicle in case of any surprises. Corvo hoped that they would prove to be unnecessary, and that he could get through even the small task of escorting a girl to school without any complications or firefights.
Considering his affinity for trouble, that was unlikely.
Opening the door to the SUV, Corvo once again bowed, allowing her to enter first. The driver was seated and had already turned the vehicle on, so they were set. "After you." and just like the door seconds earlier, he entered only after she had done so. Courtesy was a foreign concept to Corvo before being taken under the Branton's wing. His speech was a lot more vulgar, he was a lot more selfish, and he had not a bit of interest in acting like a little slave. But after coming to respect the head of the Branton family, his ways changed soon enough. Or rather, he was simply capable of hiding them. He still would speak informally while he was not in the presence of those that required proper speech. Perhaps one could notice the forced formalities? He wouldn't be surprised if that was the case, but it didn't matter either. As long as he did not offend people he was not supposed to, then that was just what was needed of him, yes?
"We're in. You may drive." he ordered, after everything was shut.
So, now what? He realized that he might be spending a lot of his mornings in a car with his client, in silence. He could not simply strike up small talk with the girl known to avoid the staff.
This would be... troubling. He did not mind quiet, but this would be... awkward quiet. A bad kind of quiet.
Turning to Layna, he spoke with no real intentions besides removing the silence in the SUV. "I am confident that you are already aware of this, but... do tell me if there are any requests you have, Master Layna. I am at your disposal, of course."