So - not from Thorne, which at least narrows the potential identity of his dance partner down a bit more. Not by much considering it also comes with reminding himself he doesn't know that many people from Thorne, or Solvunn for that matter, but it's a start.

"Hmm, that's a possibility. What sort of relaxed dress code would you suggest, my dear prince? I'm open to suggestions." If there's a flirtatious tone to that, well: call it also part of the game in flattery here as much as another way to distract while he puzzles through what he knows versus what to ask next.

Which unintentionally plays into that being pointed out and Claude can't help a laugh. "Guilty, considering I don't have a way to refute that. I might like the spotlight and any chance to shine in it, but I also like sharing it now and then. Being in one goes along with being a prince, or so I've heard." Or knows, but anyway - "Maybe I'd simply delight in getting to know you more. I never say no to new friends, especially not the longer that I'm here and able to meet them."