[Xander waits patiently for Laslow to finish whatever he was about say. The lengthy silence lingers but nothing more is said by his retainer. The prince sighs softly assuming the lack of anything more is that Laslow simply doesn't know why he's still serving.

Perhaps it's habit and it is comforting and familiar at this point, especially here at the end of all things. He's not upset by this, no, it's to be expected. After all if the concept of all titles and their past is to truly be forgotten than the other man should no longer be trying so hard to serve him.]

Enough of this Laslow. You speak in contradictions. You ask me to stop living as someone tied to a kingdom and then speak of your own devotion towards me as your lord. Your attempts to bend over backwards to get me simple things I do not need. Enough is enough... Please.

I will not explain myself any more and I will not have you trying to overturn my ideals. Cease this at once. That is my final statement on the matter. And I am asking both as your Lord and as your friend to leave the matter well enough alone in regards to me. Do not make me request this of you again.

[If Laslow wants the gritty details about the why of it all Xander will give them. But... Not here. Not in the public with these flowers and their toxins.]