Rabastan's grin was a genuine one as he lifted Nineveh's hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles, then repeated the gesture with her monkey for his own amusement, though he was careful not to get any monkey fur in his mouth. He was quite well versed in party tricks, but a monkey was a new one on him, and he liked it. "I think I'll call her by her full name, if she doesn't mind," he said, amused. "Jadziah Wilhemina Monkeyfield is not a name to waste. And neither is Nineveh Selwyn."
He gestured for her to sit. "Please, don't stand on my account," he said, and touched the back of the chair on the other side of her desk. "May I?"