[ The measured blink of his eyes and the uniformity of his breathing is all too deliberate, maintained until she's finished speaking. Perhaps anyone would hear that swell of whispers from beneath (the words indistinct since he's trying his best to block them out but the tone unmistakable), and there's no need to pretend otherwise. He won't risk it. ]

Of course.

[ Perfectly empty and agreeable, as if it's a matter of no importance, all while he remains so unrelentingly watchful. ]

And is there anything at all I can get for you? I ask because I only have two messengers, and one is already out.