Nathaniel received the exact reaction that he wanted and beamed at Tobias, it was after all payback for all the times the other had scared him in his youth. "Well, if I had my fathers good sense then I wouldn't be the fabulous person that I am, now would I?" he asked with a laugh. He was so different when he could be free like now. Whereas with his father he was a quiet man, an humble; when around others? He was a cocky bastard who probably would have gotten smacked upside the head if it wasn't for his social status. "Dinner? Of course I will Tobias, you know how well I like your dear cook and the way the grouse is prepared here. And you always have the best wines," he nodded, though the nod was most to himself.

He let out a soft groan at how quick the question of his marriage status came up and didn't reply as he joined the other towards the moors. Well," he started, the slight smirk returning to his face again. "It depends on what you mean by eligible. If you're talking about what my father would see fit, then no, I haven't. But what I like? Well... I like a lot, and I like to have fun with them," he said, his eyes sparkling slightly. "They're not marriage material though, oh no not at all." His face turned to distaste again when Tobias brought up his father having findings for him already. "Ah, so father has told you about his arrangement has he?" he said, scowling with distaste for the idea. "Has he said anything of the ones he has in mind for me? Knowing him he'll have chosen women who know nothing about pleasuring a man how we like to be pleasured, but rather one who thinks that sex is something you have once each time you want a child." He had a foul tongue, but other than his father he didn't really care what people generally thought of him. "If he does find ones for me though I at least hope that they're young and eager to learn so I can teach them exactly what I want."