[Salieri sets his tea aside, listening as Benjamin explains--before he does manage something of a smile, despite the situation]

Maestro Antonio Salieri, at yours. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Monsieur Barker, despite the odd circumstance.

[he looks amused still, because this is a rather pleasant conversation which is honestly a relief to have after the complete madness of the day insofar] I can't say that I've ever worn such a uniform either. I learned my letters by a tutor, and then by the monks.

If I might ask, what is your trade, then?