[He sees that picking. At this distance, if he had missed it, he'd be more concerned about himself than past regrets. Rather than calling it out, he watches it happen, fascinated with the way that Vincent prods at his snack.]

Wise words. Patience is much of it, and timing. The rest will reveal itself one way or another. For now, the demon is controlled, even if it isn't here. It's nothing to concern yourself with unless it ever does show its face, but they're little more than wolves starving in the wild.

[Calm as the Earl tries to remain, he knows the man's rage, knows his anger, and knows it's best not to trigger it. His smile changes, flashing a bit more of the anger in his own heart, but his words show anything but.] Easy, my lord. Easy. Your mind worries about one thing, and I can hardly blame you, but come back to the present. Stay with me here and now.

[Says he, as he can't help but take one more unnecessary snipe at Victoria.] Well... [He giggles. He can't help that either.] I am a grim reaper.