[ Stella and Ada are pleasant enough, if a little suspicious — particularly the redhead, although perhaps the brunette just hides it better. He wouldn't mind clinking tea cups and gossiping about the Commandant with them, if the opportunity presents itself. He shakes his head as if Ada is being too complimentary, although he of course knows that he's gorgeous, even without a reflection. He sure as hells better be, considering all the time he spends on vanity. ]

You ladies are nothing but trouble, aren't you? I do so love trouble.

[ Carefully, he scoots out of the room, squeezing through the teeny tiny opening in the doorway. No need to let Ada get a glimpse of Iorveth. ]

You know where to find me if I don't come back, [ he calls to Iorveth, breezy on the surface and a little paranoid underneath. You know, just in case. He shuts the door behind him, turning to the women with a grin. Iorveth can hear him as he makes his way down the hall to the rose-etched door, saying, ] Now, I bet you troublemakers know everything that happens in this town...