The slightest of Hesitation, then she thrust her chin out proudly. She was not going to be used as ANYONE'S political pawn, but neither was she going to hide, not any longer. "I am Agatha Clay Heterodyne," she said, sounding almost defiant, as though she expected to be challenged or attacked for her name. Of course, there was always the chance that hearing her name a person might just turn and run.