[he's still a touch too self-conscious to grin about his victory, but there's a pleased little gleam in his eye when he looks up again.] My condolences, [he adds, transparently teasing now. then he sighs and gets up from his seat, straightening his waistcoat as he does so.] Anyway, I can see I caught you in the middle of, [a gesture at whatever is on Benedict's desk,] something important, so I'll get out of your hair before you have to tell me off.