Solus can't help but grin at that, but the wryness of such is plain.

He flatters himself. He signs in a way that emboldens his disinterest, I have much more pressing matters to attend, than to whittle away the hours plotting out schemes that lead me to cornering him. Truly my existence is not so dull that a single mortal would take up so much of my time. Tell me, is he this much of an egotist, or am I merely a special case?