[ he's pretty much guaranteed himself a dissatisfied look or disappointed reaction from her, he imagines. who the hell would accept a high-five from a king? yet she seems accepting of the idea, enough so that he has to reel his head back and look at her with a perked brow.

not that it matters. the projections don't embrace their roleplay nearly as much as she does. he almost sighs in relief when they demand more, regardless of if that's hypocritical or not. when all of this is flung back on him, however... ]

What? First of all, you can't challenge a king, regardless of what they do or say. Especially a peasant. Takes two to tango, or whatever the saying is.