"Worst she can say is no -- and I did put in a good word for you, and you've been complaining about where it's gotten you. Are you sure you want me to do so again?"

Lancelot lofts an eyebrow casually, giving Faolan a moment to consider this. After all, technically, he had been putting a good word in when he complimented Faolan's skills in subtlety. He hadn't seemed to appreciate that, at least not that he's shown so far. Then again, it could just be the way Faolan is he supposes. A little grumpy regardless.