"Bend up some wood?" He felt like he was missing something important there. Though, "Storage isn't problem, I wear the Sapphire and lots of worlds we supposedly go to could use mulch. And if you're giving credit for my self control, more of it is due to my teachers than anything inherent in me." Having to explain yourself to the Steward of the High Court was something all the boyos avoided.

"It would have to be a female that accepts the fussing. Good grace isn't necessary, generally though," he added with a hint of a quirk of his lips. "We are drawn to serve, and serving helps. But it has to be someone we trust, and someone we agreed to serve." Which was part of the issue with Eva, but just part. "But any woman who isn't an enemy asking for a favour can help as well." He took a deep breath. "When Any of us are on the edge, the wisest thing is to trust in Protocol. But no one here seems to know it, which is concerning. And dangerous. Thankfully there is a lot of overlap between Protocol and good manners. As for being polite to the point where it is clearly sarcasm... I assure you no one does that as well as Karla. Well, maybe Daemon." Again his lips twitched in amusement. *****s fire, he missed home.