[The finery once more catches his attention, along with the size of the room. His own is maybe half of this if he's being generous, a fourth if honest.] You're welcome. It's no trouble, really. [The book is set at the nearest desk. He looks back to Marquis, about to ask if there's anything else, when he notices the interest in the tail. Which is still swaying because, hey, attention.] Oh, go on, then. Ask away. Only fair.