[He needs it, he's grumpy about parties. Now, this is very sweet of her? Palamedes almost laughs, surprised - he hasn't expected reactions from anyone about their relationship beyond Gideon thumping him on the back supportively, but she does that all the time, anyway. Truly, dating in a world that isn't obsessed with necromantic bloodlines is remarkable...]

Thanks. Genuinely— thank you. I'm lucky to have him.

[He could elaborate on this for the next several hours, but he'd have to start charging by the word for the impromptu romantic spoken word session, so maybe not. The fondness dripping off that one sentence alone, and the way his expression softens in a heartbeat to talk about Viktor, well— nobody would ever accuse him of not being smitten. Ahem.]

And I'm glad this world has people like you in it; you're a kind person, yourself. Do you want a pastry?

[He offers the napkin with its treats, a reward for being a good and decent person... no, but it seems like the right moment to offer.]

Have you been in the city long?