@zauberin: (I want to meet the other Arturia when you're willing)
"Indeed, some people are different", he agreed, "Although I simply consider myself an incredibly interesting person. I'd love to have a conversation with myself", Ambrosius sincerely remarked, blowing yet another cloud of smoke, his indulgence in the premier Cuban cigar being one of several of the Portuguese illusionist's highborn hobbies. Mute as he watched Arturia's rather tame reaction to the ostentatious ring, Ambrosius' countenance betrayed no expression of expectation, the maintenance of his inherent poise was necessary, at least in public spaces. While reputed for his intellectual wizardry in all things supernatural and his arcane virtuosity regarding the mystical arts of conjuration, enchantment, illusions and the like, Ambrosius was rather poor in expressing his truest emotions, verbally or otherwise.
The ring, as stupidly expensive as it was, was his best way of conveying that while he might be too proud to admit it to her so bluntly, he truly did miss her during his absence. And so for a moment, the corners of his mouth edged upwards ever so slightly in simultaneously the most minute and genuine smile. Only for a moment however. Though he was a perceptive character, this was the first that Ambrosius had noticed an overreaction to nearby flames from the seductress, it piqued his curiosity somewhat but he opted against exploring it, after all it was entirely possible that she was simply caught off guard. "I don't understand", he pointed out, uncertain of what she meant by her concluding statement. Perhaps it was simply an English expression he was unaware of, he thought.
A tame laugh escaped his tall, dapper person as he rose to read his conjured portal's name, "Charming", he dryly commented, stepping into the portal, unaware of the shock he is to experience upon witnessing their estate's less than stellar condition.