"Yes, correct".

"Then -- then you -- you deserve some compliments, too", Adrien said, tilting his head.

Valerion took another sip of wine, then put down his glass, and giggled softly. "Weren't they endangered?".

A little laugh shook Adrien's shoulders; then his laugh cooled off to a smile, and he picked up his fork again to finish his dinner. His gaze wandered to the other end of the table; he noted that Valerion's portion was very small - about a third of his own, he presumed. He wondered how could he be satisfied with eating so little, especially so little of such good food, but he thought better than to ask. Soon, the dinner was over; Valerion drank the last of his wine, then sank in his armchair with a pleased expression on his face.