[Estinien is silent as he digests this, trying to sort out whether she's full of shit, or if he might actually begin to turn. Only time will tell. He doesn't let any of this present itself on his features beyond the annoyance he's already portraying.]
Very well.
[He's quite done, and he certainly hopes she is as well.]
no subject
Very well.
[He's quite done, and he certainly hopes she is as well.]
I will take my leave.