If the portrait were for Claudius, he half thinks it would be right for it to be a challenge, because Claudius is both brave and presumptuous and it would amuse him. But this is something Galahad wants for himself, and he wants people to want to touch him. So he nods, and stands again -- looks to one of the plush armchairs and tilts his head at Shen Yuan: this one?
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