Yes, Lysander was indeed close. It brought about memories of his recovery in France, memories which Amandine had thought she had forgotten or long since buried. With a growing smile, Amandine nodded as he sat back and acting as if it hadn't happened she gave a shrug.
"I do not normally drink tea so I do not know... I will tell you if it is not sweet enough. That is the trouble with men, though," she started, going back to his brother, "they are so competitive! And their pride - it does not bear thinking about!"