Strange question. He eyes her a moment, then lifts his brows and leans back just a touch. What's the expression on her face? It's nearly unreadable, impenetrable - but he thinks he detects a hint of anxiety, a bit of hope, a bit of despair, a bit of frustration. He studies her a moment - and then lowers his head, a gesture that's a bit like a bow.

"Only what you want to depend upon it. I am no one to determine your destiny, dear lady; tell me what you wish it to be, and I will take you at your word."