Dimitri can't blanch in his current state, but his expression freezes. At any other time he'd have at least a little admiration to spare for Colors's whole aesthetic, but right now he can hear all of his blood and his immediate all-consuming priority is to get away. "O-of course, your Majesty. Thank you for your counsel, I'm immeasurably grateful." Nervous reflex drives him to stand and bow as Arthur gets up, which is just as well because it means he's already standing when he casts a desperate look at 'Molly'. "E -- M-molly, can we -- my deepest apologies," to the rest of the table, "but it would be best if we stepped away for a moment."
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Date: 2023-05-12 07:43 am (UTC)