[ ... is it possible, she saw through him?

Oh well. He doesn't feel like drinking the tea he poured anymore. Still, there's a moment where he sits in silence without complaint; the perfect, dutiful image of elegant. His Master would be proud. ]

Still, I want to thank you for that.

[ He stands up, and takes a bow. ]

After all, the most we have that will help ourselves besides that information right now is each other.