[Hector hums in agreement and drapes the cloth over the side of the tub. He stands, stretches, and pats a hand absently on Isaac's shoulder as he walks past.]
I shall be right back.
[He doesn't run, but he takes his steps in long strides to hasten his trip to the kitchens. He chooses a bottle of red, and unstops it. He doesn't bother with goblets.
He makes his way back to Isaac's rooms and offers him the bottle.]
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I shall be right back.
[He doesn't run, but he takes his steps in long strides to hasten his trip to the kitchens. He chooses a bottle of red, and unstops it. He doesn't bother with goblets.
He makes his way back to Isaac's rooms and offers him the bottle.]
Can I continue now?