[There's a hint of relief, though the expression on his face doesn't change. He's sure that even Donut has to see through the pretense of his needing help, but if he sees it as an olive branch and is willing to take it, that's good, isn't it?]
[He turns to him, as if surprised to find him standing there, and smiles.]
My lord, you were there all along?
[He bows to him slightly, careful not to upset the basket he's carrying.]
no subject
[He turns to him, as if surprised to find him standing there, and smiles.]
My lord, you were there all along?
[He bows to him slightly, careful not to upset the basket he's carrying.]
If you would be... so generous as to aid me...