Estinien is quiet for a moment, letting Gaius read and considering his options. His head tilts to the side sightly, then back up again.

"I understand his desire for vengeance, even in small ways. A restless hunger that is never truly sated but can be quieted by small bites of this or that." Even if Estinien's quest was against something far bigger than a man - but so is Valdeaulin's, and he still puts the entire Empire's sins upon the one man in arm's reach. Estinien cannot say he didn't do the same. "But this is a useless aggression on his part. Worse than useless, if it makes us less efficient in our work. Whether I am bedding you or not should make no difference to him."