"They say so?" He blinks rapidly, his eyelashes fluttering in surprise. "Hmm, well, if so, I too have a path of progress I must walk..." he murmurs, half to herself, half to the other mage. "...ah, how embarrassing. I am not yet able to set a proper example of wisdom."  
He's keeping an eye on her to make sure she doesn't fall asleep on her feet, by the way. 

"True. Well, I shall look forward to it, then." He pauses. Impressively, the momentary silence, for all of its indications that he wishes to continue speaking, isn't awkward, perhaps because of him being Nagesh and thus somehow having that skill.
Then, he continues. "Well, then, even if we did not find any specific resources on the topic, I would still like to thank you for accompanying me here. I would ordinarily remove my presence from your vicinity now, but..." A contemplative seriousness, though not an absolute one, has settled over his features like a soft layer of snow. Without his usual smile, he does seem older, more mature, more...experienced. Even his eyes still.
"I will not dabble around the point. I would like to ask you, just one Nagesh to one Yvonne--what is your plan for this place should the Clocktower lose?"

He doesn't seem surprised.
"I see." No pause now. Just a step back as he continues speaking. "Thank you for answering me," he states before he holds his hands up, curls his right hand's fingers slightly inward, taps their presently-formed outer edge against the palm of his left hand, and slightly inclines his head downwards in her direction. He lifts his head and, clasping his hands together, he smiles. "Well, then, as usual, I will be in the care of everyone here. I will attempt to follow along in the trail of your mutual cooperation to the best of my ability."

"Ha, don't even think about it." He waves his hand a little side-to-side, seemingly completely relaxed. "Well then, I should probably be getting back to Chronos now. Wouldn't want to get my employment terminated today. I hear the deities communicate well in terms of that," he adds with a slight eyebrow raise, intended to be for humorous effect (and obviously referring to his employment under Rune as well). "Get your rest if you must, Yvonne. Being on high alert all the time is actually quite inefficient, you know."

"Goodbye." The mage, smiling a little again, watches her take a few steps before he, too, walks away, a tail of his clothing trailing in his wake.