[ The language changes, a dynamic with a slight shift. Lyney's trained himself to be that observant... to be able to see things no others can. Smiles or rolling eyes in the back of a darkened theater, items missing from their place.

That's why he kicks himself for being so stupid during their performance that lead them to trial.

Wriothesley fishes for something he isn't expecting to catch. Maybe he's been at this for a while with the other intimates, Lyney isn't for certain. ...He recognizes the fatigue in his eyes. ]

I assume we'd sit with your tea and you'd want me to tell you, right? So the Duke's shortcomings aren't on display?

[ It's not a sharp prod, no. He catches his tongue between his teeth and one eye shuts. ...A joke. It was a joke. ]

I won't be a snitch, if that's what you think, but... I'm not foolish enough to suffer more than I am.

[ Without Lynette, unsaid. ]