Sonia's eyes alight. Oh, he's all theater, this one, but she delights in it, indulging him entirely and leaning in to meet him. It's good theater. And worth the price of this hard-won sweet -- she'd pay another hundred marks just for five more minutes of this entertainment.

"You presumed nonetheless," Sonia points out, but the corner of her mouth is quirked up in a wicked smile. "But you presumed correctly. Alright, then." She points at Byerly with one slender finger, eyes glittering. "One for one, sugar and a secret. But I get to go first."