My thoughts as well.

[ A pause then, as she looks down to offer her plate a small smile. To chase a crumb around it with the tip of a tine, careful not to let the fork touch the porcelain. After ushering it in a careful circle: ]

I think you have been a far better friend to him than I have these years.

[ She turns the smile on Bastien and dips her chin in acknowledgement of that pride of place; a little seated curtsy. ]

I do not know if he keeps other truly amiable company. Is there anyone else you know of?