"Its...something." He agreed slightly, nodding gently as his gaze remained on the older male. Gaze shifting to a curious expression as Des seemed relaxed. "What of you, your highness?" He questioned casually.
Shifting to lean against one of the posts, his gaze soft, but not moving from Marc's form even as he snagged a drink. Taking a small sip of it and pondering how best to get the prince alone.