Detached to her presence, Zeleskiaz stared at her in silence, answering dryly as his eyes drew away disinterested. — "… Greetings to yourself as well. Congratulations."
"… M-my appreciation."
"…"
"My Lady, would you like a glass of wine?" — Changing to a more attentive tone, Zeleskiaz then offered Marianne, noticing a servant coming their way and taking Marianne out of astonishment for his hand never took that of Karina's, conveying his complete uninterested and much more his distrust of her being.
