Silver shakes his head--it's a conversation, Benedict, and he thinks he really ought to stop being so harsh on himself--and he grins.

"I find this fascinating," he says simply--and he means it. "My favourite thing is a good story. I reckon someone of your stature has quite a few." And, selfishly, any information is good information. "Why would you have to accompany a sister? There's no eminent danger in a ballroom."