Watching Tehr with a smile playing on his lips, the Duke shook his head amusedly for a moment, then speaking up in a relaxed tone of voice, looking at the human wizard and nobleman before him with a calm air about him, a look of someone with thoughts to share still. "Your tom cat reputation may be earned or not, but I don't see you bragging nor treating women poorly. In fact, during our stay with the Ravos it seemed the folks there were quite happy to enjoy your company. Knowing halfling hospitality, I would say they treated you well but I did not hear one slanderous word against you, nor have I heard any boasts about feats of manliness amongst the halflings either. I would say, if you are a tom cat you are, in a sense, far more discrete about things than some would be. I can accept that, passions are part of life, but you don't mock anyone for them."<br/><br/>The Duke reached for a bottle of faintly greenish liquor set nearby, pouring himself a glass and offering the bottle towards Tehr, along with a second shot glass. Waiting a moment to see if he'd have any or not, the duke took a sip of it, the herbal scent mixed with almost sweet tasting nectar with the underlaying heat of strong liquor to it. "I believe your home would be safe, at least from anything unwelcome. I would find no fault in her or you if things developed, but I would say that it would likely take some time. Still, I think the possibility is there, and if the choice was made it is hers to make. I will warn you though, from what I have gathered along the years she is either extremely discrete as well, or has not taken a companion of such nature."<br/><br/>The duke sipped on his herbal drink slowly, a serious expression playing on his lips. He seemed to consider the words he had spoken with some intense scrutiny for a moment, before nodding. "I would say that all signs I've read here and among the Ravos, all point towards the conclusion you are a honorable if old-wayed man. I am not one to judge a person so quickly in general, but my impression so far is quite pleased one, so I will take the offer in the spirit is is given, and see if I can wrap things up to the point of moving in to your home's guest rooms for now."<br/><br/>That said, he leaned back in his seat a bit in thought, sipping on the drink slowly and swirling a little that remained in his glass, not willing to pour any more for himself at least. "I think I shall take my leave actually, and arrange for such a move. I'll hope to see you at your home later tonight then." He bowed his head, making his way towards the doors soon enough. That left Tehr to either seek out the other houses, the old man, or to find something beyond the confines of the White Room. Of course, a fair share of gentlemen were gathered there, so simply looking around a while might yield new acquintances as well.