Once they're away from Lady Cessily's eyes, he turns on her. At six-two, he's tall. As a knight, he's broad. He doesn't care. "Be. Quiet. You're getting me out of a horrible situation. Mimsy!" He calls his dog. "I'm sure the others have told you about Lady Cessily. It's their current favorite topic." He says dryly. He knows his people and the ones with him are the ones he trusts the most.

"She's bound and damned determined to marry me. I was kind to her, but I have no desire to marry her. She's flaky, over the top and her friends?" He snorts. "Plus, I justput you as untouchable by the court. No one would dare bother you until such time as it is determined as to whether you are my True Half or not."