[ Hermes attempts a smile as well, but it's pained at best. ]

I am afraid I am no inspiration… Yet I thank you for the thought.

[ Distracted by the conversation as he is, it takes him a second to parse what's meant by 'signing.' Then he remembers the scroll that he is literally holding in his hand. ]

Here, [ he says, offering it. ] May I sign yours as well, should you need it?