Tyrion held Penelope's hand to stop her from trying to push him away. "I have not seen you since we ate this morning. Allow me to have a moment of your time. I will not inquire about your plans for tonight. Did you not miss me? I would."
Penelope frowned, thrown off by his last words. "I am well aware of how much you enjoy your own company, and I don't know if I like it yet. Perhaps I have been neglecting you. I can give you an hour of my time."
Tyrion kept his hold on Penelope's hand so they could walk together out to the garden.
"I forgot to inform you that Rue will soon become our guest. She will need someone to accompany her when her father is in the palace, so I suggested you and Lily. You may visit her or she can come here," Tyrion suggested. "Only if you want to."
