[He sees it. The slimmest chance, something that could snap away too easily. He has to be careful. And it's at times like these that he performs the best, he thinks. Smiling thinly, he meets the Count's gaze.]

Does it seem that way? [Light, too breezy.] But I'm only a boy... only someone useless. Isn't that right?

It must be that you have nothing to worry over. ♪