"My dear, there is no such thing as too demanding. And who said we would stop when dawn broke? Are you that easily tired?" Anton flirted in return, a merry twinkle in his eyes until the discussion began to turn back to business. When the Thayan entered and questioned him his eyebrow quirked.<br/><br/>"Any actor so foolish as to lose himself in the mask beyond retrieval is an actor unworthy of the title. And any mask so potent as to be capable of overwhelming an actor is a mask worth wearing." He replied with a smirk. If the Thayan wanted to play word games, he would find an orator of Anton's skill was more than willing to step into the ring and spin a turn of phrase. "All men and women wear masks innumerable throughout our lives, and many are easily identified by the skilled and trained eye. But oh, the man whom can choose which mask to wear and to then disappear within it? That is a man who knows himself, and who knows the secrets of the mask which has worn so many."<br/><br/>He listened to the meeting obviously wrapping up and since no one was asking him to do anything, he was content to lean back and let others shoulder the work. His eyes spun about the room, his lips moving silently as though trying to memorize the words and intonations being spoken before him, his fingers dancing in a silent tune once more.