[Such interesting conversations they could have someday, on the topic of being an accessory to the rich and powerful. Granted, in Rufus's case it was limited exclusively to precisely one man, now deceased — but it had also left an impression.]

Mm. I'm here because I can be.

[He says, with the sort of offhand simplicity of someone so accustomed to privilege that it never really occurs to them that they might not be entitled to go anywhere they like, whenever they like, whatever the reason or circumstance.

Still, he does smile a bit, sensing the bait for what it is and seeing no reason not to take it.]

Though the quiet is a welcome respite. The games and spectacle lose their novelty after awhile.