[ There was still a smirk clear on his lips in the face of Seteth's sigh.

He'll come closer to the green-haired man, confidence oozing in every step as always, only stopping a bit away to put a hand on his own hip. ]

'Whatever I have in mind'? But of course it's to be expected you'd be receptive to anything I would have to offer. It wasn't many who would be lucky to have such a privilege, after all.

[ But, there was an inquiry, so before he got into that... ]

What will you ask of me?