[ Well, he can certainly talk for an extended period of time. While he can lose himself for days in research? He has always been one to be able to explain what it is he has found. Finding a rather attentive audience, on the other hand, is rather different. He had quite the lengthy thesis in mind that made him an Archon to begin with. More stories for another time. ]

Ah, then, clearly it was the mystery and the hood. [ He grins as she squeezes his hand. ] Perhaps that as far more appealing than songs and tales?

[ The grin on his face fades at her question. His head tilts as a frown takes its place instead. The Exarch knows better than anyone the pain that the sisters had gone through on his own account and that of Norvrandt. He is not one to dismiss it as much as he led them to believe. ]

Thisru, [ he is certain to say her name with care, as she has allowed him to call her by such informal ways. ] If you will permit me to be rather bold and, frankly, honest? You and your sister both are far from talented liars. Perhaps the Scions do not push out of respect, but I most certainly will out of care. You did all that I asked and even more by saving my life. The least I could do to repay that notion is to sit and listen to what truly weighs upon your heart.

I would make the offer to your sister, but I rather doubt she would take the extended offer, even as a friend. So, you may see it as an invitation by one you like.