Tristan had just taken a sip of wine to celebrate his good social skills, when Pippa spoke again and he just barely managed to keep himself from coughing. He swallowed. What? "I... errr..." Certainly he was lonely, but he would hardly admit that to himself and he wasn't about to admit that to his servant, especially one that spoke to him in this manner. He frowned. "I've always been busy with work." He quickly drank some of his wine, suddenly eager to draw this meeting to a close.