[ Rafa takes note of all of William's tension, and he smiles when it seems to ease. He knows that's not entirely real, though. William is struggling. Rafa decides to be calm for both of them, and leans back to take his drink in hand. He takes a sip as though it were wine, which the boy beside him scoffs at. Rafa responds by putting it into his hand, instead, and patting his shoulder. ]

I prefer men to mice. Though some men do a good impression of them. You should look less afraid.

[ This is to the boy, though he actually means it for William. And then his eyes slide back to him. ]

Did you not wish to stay the night here? We can go elsewhere, I do not mind. Just not home.

[ Not back to your palace, William. Tonight is for fun. ]