"Good," he says, allowing a trace of impatience. "Then, please move around the room in that way that living men can't, so I can see how it looks."
He looks between them, expression neutral. "It seems to me," he says carefully, "that for all your other feelings, there are things you two haven't found ways to forgive each other for yet. That would be a good thing to do; it's not only friends who can seek out one's most vulnerable points."
He looks up absently at Cesare, mind still working on too many other things, or he would never have said this: "Oh, you can just walk out, Cesare-kun. Since the pyrotechnics are over, it shouldn't be less safe than usual, although I'll ask you to step back in if Miquel-san needs any spies blasted off him."