Rhydian tried to smile at that, but it came out more or a pained grimace. He hid behind his wineglass for a moment. Fergus ... well, he could hardly expect anything different. Maybe a slight lapse in judgment on Essery's part. "I don't doubt it. Sorry about him." Not completely sorry, although the mental images of Lennox and the shower room weren't all that helpful at the moment. "He's, ah ... not what anyone would call a romantic, if you can believe it."