The Archon and Stathis share looks but they might as well be communicating psychically. Managing not to say anything to Naugus, Stathis does as he's asked and focuses on the bewildered guests. Slowly they start to shuffle out group by group save for the determined few who are eager to eavesdrop on this frightening newcomer.
While this goes on around them, Naugus has the Archon's full attention. The scholar examines the gem carefully and listens even more closely. "Very impressive," he agrees. He leans in ever so slightly to place the gem back in Naugus' hand. It's as he does this that he speaks, voice so low that with it's husky edge it toes the line with a whisper. "Do not speak to Stathis like that again. He is the Archon's Patron. To insult him is to insult me. I know you would not wish to do that at a man's son's wedding."
He straightens and finally breaks eye contact to sip at his drink.
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While this goes on around them, Naugus has the Archon's full attention. The scholar examines the gem carefully and listens even more closely. "Very impressive," he agrees. He leans in ever so slightly to place the gem back in Naugus' hand. It's as he does this that he speaks, voice so low that with it's husky edge it toes the line with a whisper. "Do not speak to Stathis like that again. He is the Archon's Patron. To insult him is to insult me. I know you would not wish to do that at a man's son's wedding."
He straightens and finally breaks eye contact to sip at his drink.