It is too good a day to sit inside going through figures, so Jacques has headed out with a bunch of papers. He knows he's not going to get anything done, but there's no reason why he couldn't pretend that for awhile.

He's chosen to sit on the stairs that lead to the garden from the castle, leaning his back against one of the pillars. Maybe he indeed read a couple of pages but right now he's staring at the distance. It is just so peaceful sitting there... He hasn't noticed Piper yet.