Jean-Claude inclines his head at the other man. He understands all too well what he means, in truth. He is not exactly looking for a companion himself, after all. But it is fun to flirt, and it is amusing to prod at the other man a little. Though he recognizes he should tread carefully if he does not want to poke too hard.

"You have your reasons," he acquiesces. "And they are noble, at that. But try not to be so noble that you miss the opportunity, should it come to pass. You only have this one life to live." He flicks something of a smile at the other man. "Take it from someone who has seen a great many years. You do not want to work so hard you cannot find time to enjoy yourself." He glances over to the dancers, before turning back to wink at Lancelot. "However you so desire."