[Bless her, maybe she can move on to shapes and colors before long!
Her admission to having no power over him, while plainly obvious, does amuse him. But he lets her finish her part, long winded the pair of them are, he understands well the need to be verbose. To her comment about being kept out of his affairs he merely nods, seeing no reason to involve her anyway. Little does she have what he'll be needing in his grander scheme, after all. As she rises, heading towards the stairs, saying her last bit, he once again bows—graciously and formally.]
Worry not, 'tis little intent of mine to involve you and yours with aught I've devised. Quite contrary, for you are not mere pawns for the game.
[Rising once more to stand at his full...well, slouched height, he continues to give her that sly smile of his.]
I wish not to delay you much further, and so I would be glad to be off. Know that I am grateful for your audience which scant was I owed.
[He turns to head out, but then jolts with a thought, turning briefly to look back at her.]
Ah! Ere I forget—and if you do not mind my query—to what end is this establishment's performative arts? It would be remiss of me to mention not the curiosity it has piqued.
no subject
Her admission to having no power over him, while plainly obvious, does amuse him. But he lets her finish her part, long winded the pair of them are, he understands well the need to be verbose. To her comment about being kept out of his affairs he merely nods, seeing no reason to involve her anyway. Little does she have what he'll be needing in his grander scheme, after all. As she rises, heading towards the stairs, saying her last bit, he once again bows—graciously and formally.]
Worry not, 'tis little intent of mine to involve you and yours with aught I've devised. Quite contrary, for you are not mere pawns for the game.
[Rising once more to stand at his full...well, slouched height, he continues to give her that sly smile of his.]
I wish not to delay you much further, and so I would be glad to be off. Know that I am grateful for your audience which scant was I owed.
[He turns to head out, but then jolts with a thought, turning briefly to look back at her.]
Ah! Ere I forget—and if you do not mind my query—to what end is this establishment's performative arts? It would be remiss of me to mention not the curiosity it has piqued.