[ She quirks a brow at him as she follows him to the painting at the other side of the gallery. ]

Goodness, no. Humans didn't live for very long at all in those days--if he wants to spend his days sweating in his layers of fineries and eating cakes, then by all means, let the man do what he pleases. He won't be doing anything for much longer, in any case.

[ She turns her body to face him, and brings her arms up to fold them below her chest. An act that's meant to be charming, for sure, because who says Kasumi Goto can't have fun while working undercover? The expression on her face is equally coquettish. ]

And you guessed correctly--I'm a curator and an enthusiast, even. I would be a poor curator if I were not also an enthusiast, no? But let me ask you this, sir--have you been enjoying "looking at beautiful things," at tonight's gala?