Crane arrives in the throne room, with a small bag of assorted nuts he procured beforehand. After all, should not a spectacle of this kind be properly enjoyed? He watches the Regent upon the throne, getting his firs good look at his new benefactor, before moving on. Any business he may have with the Regent can wait for now.

In the time before the execution begins, he wanders into the gallery where Estinien is kept on display, and stands there, observing the man like he was a Monet or Picasso. He pops an almond into his mouth, chewing in thought.

"I can't imagine the fool isn't in utter agony. How exquisite." He says finally, to whoever nearby might be listening, before tipping the bag your way. "Nut?"