[Kevin watches the allusive murder of Charles VII with a mix of disbelief and grudging amusement. No, not amusement, he quickly amends as soon as he catches himself smiling back at Gilles. Disapproval, yes. Those crazy demons.

Though it is not like he ever liked Charles anyway. What with his annoying habit of waging war against England.]

Attending to Master William's needs is a great honor! And you are lying through your teeth. [Kevin points an urgent finger at Gilles. The perfect picture of paranoia.] If you are so uninterested why do you refuse to follow me and meet him in my presence? You're obviously hiding your diabolical inten--!

[He is interrupted by the very perceptive scent of something burning. Oh dear, the other portraits have been set aflame. Was it just the fiery remains of Charles' painting ruining a perfectly nice moment just like the original Charles would? Or was it just a side effect of Kevin's perfectly justifiable outrage? It has been so long since he last met one of his demons! Young master and Kevin were demon-free here. Why must they always ruin everything?

He will blame Charles for finding himself in a completely unnecessary conflagration. And Gilles. Because he can.]

Now, look at what you have done!