His eyes twinkle as he catches her gaze.  He could insist and they both know she'd be stuck at the table with him.  Those warm brown eyes linger on her own a moment, forcing her to wait just a few heartbeats to remind her that her request really is, in this case, a request.  Then he smiles that infuriatingly cheerful smile and sighs.<br/><br/>"A pity," he answers, "I do so enjoy the pleasure of your conversation.  We will most certainly have to catch up before my visit is out.  Perhaps we could take a ride together later on."  He reaches then for her hand, bowing like the courtier he is and lifting it to brush his lips against her knuckles in a polite kiss.<br/><br/>"Until later, be well my dear."