Geralt raised an eyebrow, smiling mischievously for but a moment before gesturing as he spoke, [color=crimson]"My apologies, miss. I only mean...well, the ending is a little,"[/color] he paused, thinking of the word, [color=crimson]"impotent, nein?"[/color] He could see the annoyance welling up in Ivory at this, so he raised both hands in surrender. Although he enjoyed the color rising in her cheeks, that was not his intention now.

[color=crimson]"I don't mean to offend, of course I think your performance is absolutely breath-taking."[/color] He began to pace as he explained, [color=crimson]"You are confident, make good use of your space, and there is good drama and pacing. I'm simply critiquing the composition. I think, maybe, the end should be bigger, more grand, more death-defying. I know you're more than capable, and I know the audience will appreciate something more spectacular at the end. In addition, this would give me a little extra time for an entrance that is elegant, and understated."[/color]

There was a slight pause here, then Geralt turned back to Ivory, back in the center of the room, and lowered his shoulders in mock-submission, [color=crimson]"Is that clear enough?"[/color]