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Lady Delyth Bamford (judgingyou) wrote in watchers_rp,

Delyth very rarely had a problem with healthy curiosity. Except, perhaps, when it was in the same room as her and asking her questions. At least he wasn't so far gone that everything boiled down to a rather tedious 'Why?' "Should your parents ever die and leave you debts enough to drive you into destitution, I shall show you," she answered without batting an eyelash. Maybe she ought to have considered Hexte's plight a little more before making such a statement, but he hardly seemed suicidal over the matter. Now last year he may have seemed suicidal, but now-- "You should listen to the wisdom of experience in this matter," Delyth corrected, "and sit." or she would be giving his father a blow-by-blow account of precisely what happened, and she had yet to meet anybody who could beat her memory when it came to events such as this.

"Sir Amadeo's hearing is legendary," she informed the Lady who would probably soon regret sitting so close to her. It was not true and she knew it, but if her praises-apparent bothered Sir Daemyn then that would be interesting. On the subject of Janna, however: "The lady Janna was in the gardens when I saw her," Delyth remarked thoughtfully. "So unless she is currently residing in the gardeners' sheds, I cannot guarantee that to be the case." The prospect of actually drinking lamp oil appalled her. She had said it in jest, then Sir Daemyn successfully lowered the tone regardless. "I certainly have not. A knight of the Realm and he drinks lamp oil." She paused, glass hovering before she took a mouthful of wine. "Your father may well be horrified, but I suppose your pyre will burn nicely."

"Watchers, get the boy a water." The word 'water' had suddenly become an irritation.