Aleksios listens intently to Makedonios, smiles coldly when the Patriarchal flunky speaks and frowns at the words of Solomon.

Grandmaster, I too am eager to hear from the Megas Logothetes concerning our finances and recruitment.

The Basileus turns to the Patriarchal lickspittle.

Sarcasm is unbecoming a man of the cloth. I see that you have slithered back into this chamber, if you wish to stay, bide your tongue.

Aleksios looks at Solomon, holding his gaze for a moment.

Thank you for the toast, Senator.