"Hardly. You know you are charming, even with the nose and how you do your hair-" easy, harmless picking, even as he reaches up to tease the hair at Alistair's temples. He remembers the stuck up fluff he used to have forever ago.

It'd been adorable. "And you've almost all of your old color again! Why you are the picture of rakish health and handsomeness."

Still. One can lead a horse to water. "I, myself, have an appointment with Dorian and The Bull- providing they have not decided to start without me."