"Of course I am. Let's examine the facts here," he says. He sets his tea aside to brush cookie crumbs off his shirt, then gestures down his quite plain outfit. "This." He then gestures a finger up and down at Dorian's much more ornate robe. "Versus that. And you're calling me flashy?"

For all that Cullen knows the usual strategies very well, he's proving himself adaptable. He's more than a by the book thinker. He feigns a bit of distraction with his tea and sets up another sacrificial piece as bait.