"I wouldn't dare presume to put you in such an awkward position," he replies, vaguely horrified at the thought of possessing such terrible manners. Inwardly, he dreads the day the castle inflicts such behavior on him involuntarily - he's seen the changes it makes to other people, and knows it's quite likely and rather inevitable. It doesn't do to dwell on it before it's even happened, though, and he quickly pushes it to the back of his mind.

"How much time would you like to prepare? I'll leave it to you to decide when we meet."