Re: Daniel W/Lin A
[There is no response outside of an exaggerated sigh and Lin leaving the room with his head back for dramatic effect. Still, some random bottle is grabbed from the living room because it still has a couple fingers of whatever sloshing around, and the cup left balanced is snagged as he returns. Both are pointedly set on the dust of the side table. In Greek:] This counts as enabling in the purest sense, Your Majesty.
[Back on the bed; on the edge, socked feet mostly on the floor, he lies back and yawns. Poking Daniel to be rude.] See how good of a non-boring slave I am.