Well, even if you weren't so polite, I'd probably be amiable. [Wriothesley is an easy guy in many senses of the words. He doesn't really have any reason to deny the other.

He chuckles a little.] Don't worry. You aren't the first person who has tripped over my name a bit. [Nimah would certainly not be the last either. Maybe he should have chosen an easier name, but it really is too late for that. He has grown fond of the name, besides.

A devious grin spreads on his lips as the other asks him to approach them. Well, if Nimah was going to ask so politely for him to come closer...] Of course, it is no problem.

[He takes a few confident steps forward and...promptly sits on the man's lap.] Is this close enough, monsieur?