[his face stays oddly unreadable, just the slight lilt of an eyebrow and the sharp intensity of his eyes. Is he just amused? Interested? It's hard to say just by looking, though neither is incorrect.

What stirs his heart, huh? Nothing he'd do to Vespera right now, in this room, with his Champion just outside. The look in Vespera's eyes says he knows, and that's really just how it works, but he's here anyway, defenseless. That's pretty stirring: trust, the only thing forbidden in this hellhole]

You might. It depend son what you give me in turn.