Bolson waved it off with a light-hearted pooh-poohing noise. "My dear queen, I would be standing in a glass house if I were to fault you for your thoughts wandering down the field of your interest. I'm prone to such wanderings when it comes to architecture myself. I'm afraid I sometimes drive Karson a little mad with it, though he's kind enough to not say so." He shot an amused look at Karson, who was kind enough to also not preen at the compliment.