Rabastan shook his head, taking the painting carefully and hanging it from one of the hooks he'd attached to the crenelations for just such an occasion.
"Don't be silly, I have pleanty, and it was worth a hundred canvas' to watch you do that."
The moment the painting left his hands Rab seemed to come back to himself, and he blushed horribly.
"Er, not that I was, you know, staring, at you, or anything..."