[ Every day I lament being too stupid to play someone who's actually smart.

But hey, why try to be smart when I can just strip my bracket text of all meaningful meta instead? Sometimes actions speak far louder than words, and right now his singular action is to raise his own tea mug as the Knave sets her down and take a casual sip of his cooling tea. Behind the rim of his mug is a small smile, though it morphs into a dramatic sigh once he sets down his tea. ]

Perhaps I'm just hurt that you didn't come see me for yourself. I realize prison wardens don't usually earn favorable reviews from their inmates but surely my company isn't that terrible.

[ Then again, she could flat out say his company is terrible and he wouldn't bat an eyelash. ]