[Paul feigns utter shock at the suggestion of Lexi cleaning, his hand pressed flat to his chest as he shakes his head.]

Stay and clean up? Absolutely not. You'd insult our servants that way?

[He means the skeletons. (And will be surprised to learn, tomorrow, that they're not going to be as helpful as he assumes - although by then, cleaning up will feel like a lighter punishment than he'll deserve.)

He drops his hand and the false shock at the same time, returning to an easy smile.]

I won't tell them about your disparagement if you teach me. Fair?