Aimé looked up at him, worried he had miss-stepped. "Oh, I did not mean it that way, my Lord. Simply that I am sure anyone would have done that same had they seen him first."
He did not want to dwell on Mercedes and the hunt, especially not after what he had promised Antoine. Every time they spoke about the man it hurt Aimé physically.
Aimé nodded, smiling at Lord Hurst. "I'm certain that you and Antoine may come to some arrangement, but yes, to talk of other things would be delightful."