[Again Estinien remained silent as he stared upon his friend, reading that expression like an open book. Well did he know Aymeric, did he know the passion behind his expression and thoughts, and it comes of no surprise that this too would spur such vigor.]

Very well, I will entertain this crude train of thought. You have your attractions for me, but what is it you expect to gain in kind? Do you think me the type to throw my ambitions to the wayside and merely follow what your heart desires?

I have not the time nor the energy for such, and to speak candid, neither do you. Look around us, Aymeric, scant is this a time nor place for such romantic inclinations.

[Blunt and to the point, true Estinien fashion.]