[ Obsequiousness is next to comeliness, so the Lord Baelish bows, the gesture unnecessarily large (although, notably, he keeps his head bowed, too; like recognizes like and he knows that she knows how to play the game). ]
You do me too much honor, Your Grace, [ he tells her, as he straightens up. Though his tone is gentle (easy), there's still a sort of teasing to its edges. ] Or, as it may be, you may have drawn from too few accounts yet. [ A truth in the guise of a lie. Whether or not she takes it as jest or not is yet to be seen. ]
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You do me too much honor, Your Grace, [ he tells her, as he straightens up. Though his tone is gentle (easy), there's still a sort of teasing to its edges. ] Or, as it may be, you may have drawn from too few accounts yet. [ A truth in the guise of a lie. Whether or not she takes it as jest or not is yet to be seen. ]