[ He looks at him for a long, hard moment, before clapping his hands together and shaking his head. Fine. If he's going to be difficult ... ]

I'm afraid I can't possibly do that. Your suite is in a terrible state, after all, and I wouldn't be able to call myself your manservant with pride if I were to leave it in such a mess. You just carry on doing whatever you're doing.

[ He crosses the room to the gently crackling fireplace and kneels to begin sweeping up the ashes. ]

You won't even know I'm here, Sire.