[A softer smile, just for a moment, gone as soon as it arrives.]

Why be moderate when something precious is on the line? Ah, but that may be my passionate heart speaking too loudly in polite company.

[Yeah, rich enough that he's going to have a great time playing catch up here.]

It is, I'm afraid. I'm a useless noble. [He props his own chin on the back of one hand.] Should I offer you some kind of deal? Check on me from time to time to be sure I haven't wasted away, and I'll give you something in return?