Tehr tapped a long tapered finger against his jaw line as he listened thoughtfully.  He suppressed a yawn mid way through her tale, not wanting her to think that he was bored, but the hour was growing late and for some reason he'd had a restless night's sleep the prior night.  It was odd, he'd tried to go to bed early and alone, and even had a drink or two of wine, but he'd woken not quite as refreshed as he should have been, as if he'd been awake for a few hours extra.  Then the assassination attempt, and of course, the lovely sex with Eeva and with Emily (twice).  He really was quite knackered.<br/><br/>Still he was a guest and he'd be polite.  The sun was only a few hours quit from the sky and he'd been up far later into the night many times in the past.  So he listened and nodded his head as Emily explained the noble's ill manner.  Though it didn't seem to explain why he bore Tehr hostility.  It was open to see naked aggression among nobility.  In a way it was a tiny bit refreshing, honest in a sense.  At least with hostility you knew where you stood.<br/><br/>He cocked his head when Emily mentioned Applemane, "I heard him making... well... some remarks about the red haired girl.  If she finds herself the target of unwanted attention from the man, I'd be glad to offer her a position at Hewthorne hall.  Though, I hope you understand I have no desire to upset the apple cart as it were."<br/><br/>Tehr paused, smiled, then laughed at his own pun.  "Oh Emily I must be tired, I don't usually resort to such punnery.  I assume you've heard about the magical duel in the morn?  Your father has requested an exhibition, and I really should get a late supper and then some rest."  Tehr yawned again, surprising himself, "Soon at least, I am enjoying our time here.  Doubt that not a bit."<br/><br/>He gestured to Emily, a vague motion with his hands that she might take as 'help me stand up' or 'come and let me hold you' equally.  Truth was he wouldn't mind a little cuddle with the fair halfling, but he also knew he would need his strength for tomorrow.  A part of him wondered if the maid would be waiting dutifully in his room with a supper.  Another part of him wondered if he'd have the energy to do more than chat with her for a moment if she were.  Then again, that base part of him that seemed to rule over him so, wondered how thick the walls were in his room.