[Niles endures it with minimal groaning, one letter at a time. All in all, it's not TOO bad, and when it's over, he seems very pleased.]

Thank you, Lord Corrin. I can't see it, but I bet you did great.

[Props himself on his elbows and takes another drink.]

Now... I hate to ask you to get off of me while we're so close and comfortable, but would you mind trading places with me?