Sagramore lets himself enjoy it. He likes that this is something Dionysus can do with utter confidence, that he works with the palette as if it's second nature; he likes listening to Dionysus sing, as he's already said, and the way it means he's happy. He hopes that the young prince who hummed in bed with him is somewhere better than the kingdom he wanted nothing to do with, and that he becomes this generous, open-hearted, happy god some day.

"Am I beautiful yet?" he asks, after some time has passed.