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Dinner passes pleasantly enough, if you don't account for Lot's glare, doggedly fixed on you throughout the whole affair. He can't openly display his sentiments over your meeting with Elaine - which must rankle him so - not in such lovely company. Instead, he must resume himself to watching you as if you were a dangerous creature let loose into the parlor. You're certain that were Lot a sorcerer with an affinity for fire like you, you'd have long combusted right where you're standing. As it is, you can meet his eye with no care of blazing consequences, and even smirk behind your goblet with wicked glee at his hidden torment.