[ His hand stills, and his lips curled into a smile that's maybe too self-satisfied. ]

Little effort? And here I brought a gift and everything. Isn't that nice?

[ He moved to shift himself off the table, though he doesn't really go anywhere, just turned a little more toward him, looking down at him. for once He focused on his lips, but he doesn't tug his hand away, but it's like he's stuck, standing there right before him. ]

Don't know the meaning? [ he asks with a scoff. ] Wasn't I perfectly hospitable when you visited me?

[ The night they — ]