User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-26288702-20171229193301

Adelaide's words carry great weight for Armata. He pauses to reflect on them, and finds them to be truthful. Though Adelaide appears phlegmatic, Armata can tell she just using her poker face.

"Hehehe, I suppose that is true my lady." Armata seems to relax a little. His tense and suspicious attitude gives way to his more calm and collected self. "I suppose you wouldn't need a reason to see me, other than to converse. I must admit that conversations haven't been my focus of late. As a result I have missed valuable opportunities to associate myself with interesting individuals."

"Alas, you spoil me my lady. Being in presence, listening to you exercise your vastly superior logic, makes it difficult for me to desire conversation with anyone else. You've set my standards too high." Armata again sips his wine before continuing.

"Being in our positions is a place only a few can thrive. Our decisions affect the masses below us. Making decisions and watching their results is not the difficult part. The difficulty lies in the solidarity of the position. When I need a second opinion, Imperia is the only one I can rely on for a sound opinion... well, I should say she was my only one I could rely on. I recently added one more to that exclusive list." Armata focuses his gaze on Adelaide, his gaze meeting hers.

"I think I might like you, my lady."