"Well, if you think I could learn the bow in such a short amount of time, or however long you believe, then I believe you." He said, as surprised at himself as she likely was. He wasn't used to giving people the benefit of the doubt but one had to trust [i]someone[/i], no matter how cutthroat the world was. He had chosen Silke days ago for that role, he just hadn't figured that out at the time. He popped another dumpling in his mouth and chewed gingerly. "You've not led me astray so far, and if you're as competent with the bow as I suspect, then who better to listen to?" 

Yes, she hadn't necessarily mad that claim, but he was as sly as anyone. He could see her manner and ascertain the gist of it. He even smiled with her conspiratorially when she played coy to show he knew her game, though briefly he took a sip of water to hide his smile growing wider. He didn't see everything behind her eyes, but that much he could guess. 

"Vincent should suffice," He told her with an effete manner, though his smile had not quite escaped him. In fact he knew how transparently facetious he was being and he knew she could see it. "However, I insist you attend. The more the merrier, my lady, and it would do my heart a great service to see your radiance."

Had he been standing, he would have bowed to finish the performance, but it sufficed. He would take her advice on her brother, but he also figured she was far better than she let on and would appreciate her there beyond the fact she was familiar. Though it was nice to compliment her in a way that would not be taken seriously. If he was a poet he might have written a letter about her in a similar manner. Whenever she smiled, he truly did feel a certain radiance. 

"I suppose I would like to learn the way of the sword," he said as he stroked his chin thoughtfully. He didn't think it would be too hard, considering how good with a knife he was. He had always been a natural with a blade. Of course there would be stark differences, but he far more nervous when it came to the bow. "But let's focus on that after I have consolidated myself." He said, not entirely sure if he had used the correct words but felt he had given his meaning. He finished up his meal over the next minute as he started to ponder. After Silke spoke of Count Thrule, he felt it was a good match until she mentioned the daughter. He nearly choked on his food. 

"Uh, no." He said, beating his chest with his fist, taking the last sip of water left to help flush his food down. It was a bit too early in his career as a noble for him to look for a match, and he still felt very interested in Silke despite her misgivings. He just couldn't bring himself to do that just yet. "That's alright. She's a little too young for me, and I should focus on the hunt I think, don't you?"