"It's a lovely home and you've done well to make it yours. My old flat went to a new tenant, so I'm looking for something myself." Sebastian opens and unpacks the kit he'd brought with him: grease pencil, nibbed pen, a little bottle of something dark blue and inky, a feather, and his knife. When he gestures towards Beatrice she hisses and leaves her glass to drape around Sebastian's shoulders. "Back home, I'd just gotten the estate half-tamed when, well, what can you do?"

"This will take a few minutes and we can still chat while I get this in order."