[There's a moment where Arno just clicks his tongue rather reproachfully at that.]

Oh that sounds inconvenient. How can anyone steal the throne?

[Yeah, it probably did have to get there eventually, didn't it? Much as Arno likes this pretending everything is fine, it probably isn't the best idea, long term. And he's heard 'coffee' pretty clearly.]

Considering that I woke up here with a...whatever that was nosing my face, I have to say I'm sold on something better.

Arno Dorian. [He adds this, extending a hand.] And thank you. I could use it.