"It looks a lot lovelier on you than it does on me. You're very welcome, my dear." Merlin gave her a smile and took a savoury to carefully eat over a napkin. He watched her, feeling like he could coax a little something genuine out of her if he touched the right spots. Perhaps that was what all johns felt like. He wasn't in the habit of frequenting sex workers. But after Peitho's words, he hoped to achieve something good.
"You can have a look, if you like?" he offered. "Take your time. Just don't eat over the books is all I ask."