[Distracted first by her twisting, and the speed at which she turns the tables on him--but that's not a surprise, precisely, is it, as many battles as he's been in and as tricky as he fancies himself, Yseult is worth ten of him, and that's something well known--it takes Darras a moment to catch up with what she's said.

He laughs.]

What, here? Am I meant to go and find everything where you've secreted them about and find a new room, then? Didn't know we were at such a premium for space here.