"That sounds like a brand of 'nice' I wouldn't much enjoy," Jack agreed, with a self-depreciating face.

Then he shut up, and waited while Richard dropped off tea and sandwiches. He didn't flinch away or anything ridiculous, in fact he seemed completely at ease with being looked over. He just - was at ease and quiet until they were alone again.

"Don't have a lot of house guests?" he asked, leaning forward to pour the tea.