Antoine, even though he was a man of wealth and station, was not so posh that he couldn't stand to be in a room that was less then what he was used to. The snob facade was just there - an act to appeal to the like-minded people who would help better his family.
He let his eyes scan the room before falling back to the young boy next to him. "Well then, I shall make the arrangements sometime and inform you of when that could be. I have to admit that I do like seeing that smile on your face and if a trip to the theatre can do it, I'd be happy to oblige."
Reaching out his hand, he rested it on Nell's, running his fingers over the skin that covered his knuckles. The boy had soft skin, something that had always appealed to him. Lifting his eyes from where they had been watching the movements of his fingers, he looked at the boy. Figuring that he should just tell him what was on his mind about this arrangement, he did so.
"I am not sure how this works - I shall not lie to you. Things here are a little different from my country. However, I want to make sure that it is clear. If, at any point in our...relationship you don't want to do something, wish not to see me, I shall oblige. I rather enjoy the company of people and as such, this is a good opportunity for me for that. I am sure that with most of your...clients, things focus on the physical aspect of the relationship. Please, do not get me wrong, I want that aspect as well. But, I believe that talking could be just as intimate so when we are together, it shan't always be about that." Hoping that it wasn't too much ramble in that statement, he smiled again. "If that is all agreeable to you, love."