Bastien smiles, and he doesn’t say of course as if it were a given, because it wasn’t. Obviously it wasn’t.
“I like them,” he says, helping himself to a seat alongside Benedict without waiting for an invitation. Recently-imprisoned Tevinter nobles aren’t real nobles. “I could not help looking. Some of them were a little damp on the edges, so I hung them up—and I put that one there in my press for a little bit to try to dry it flat, but look, it didn’t quite work.”
Crinkled and stained isn't a problem when he'd thought they were gone for good. With a faint smile, Benedict runs his thumb along the wrinkled edge of one.
"Thank you," he says, to the papers, then actually looks up at Bastien. "...I mean it. Thank you."
"You're welcome," Bastien says, with matched I mean it weight, and lingers for a moment longer before standing up. Not quite leaving, but willing to. "If you have time later, maybe you could come help me with the dining hall. The extra one. I am trying to brighten it up—some art would not hurt, I think. But I don't actually know anything about... anything. So you could tell me what you think."
With a gradually-growing smile, Benedict nods. "That's-- yes. I'd like that." He's never done anything artistic on a large scale, but it may as well be time to try.
He’s say to call him, but that would be rude, given the impossibility.
“You are working for the Ambassador now, ouais? I am up there all the time to trade papers back and forth—if I see you on a day when you have time, you can let me know. Or just come find me.”
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“I like them,” he says, helping himself to a seat alongside Benedict without waiting for an invitation. Recently-imprisoned Tevinter nobles aren’t real nobles. “I could not help looking. Some of them were a little damp on the edges, so I hung them up—and I put that one there in my press for a little bit to try to dry it flat, but look, it didn’t quite work.”
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"Thank you," he says, to the papers, then actually looks up at Bastien. "...I mean it. Thank you."
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He’s say to call him, but that would be rude, given the impossibility.
“You are working for the Ambassador now, ouais? I am up there all the time to trade papers back and forth—if I see you on a day when you have time, you can let me know. Or just come find me.”
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"Yes. Good. I will."