[The PCD turns on to silence at first, before Nathaniel speaks, his voice soft, calm.]
Jean Louis and Mireille have returned home. My condolences to anyone who were friends with them.
[A moment of silence.]I'd like to reassure everyone, however, that this will not impede any progress. We are more than capable of rising above such dark times,
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[A lie, but he needs to- he knows well enough that he cannot let this fall into her hands.]
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What do you think you know about me?
[She's about two seconds away from appearing right in his personal space and smiling blandly.]
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Nothing, ma'am. You have my utmost respect.
[She will trigger every sensor web in his house and have a weak little spirit hiss at her, BUT YOU KNOW.]
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[And then poof. A flutter of wings, and she is right outside his house, staring at him creepily through the window. If he can read lips, the message is clear: open the door or I will.]
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Are you threatening me?
[With far more bravery than a seventeen year old should have regarding an archangel. But he's both dead in his own world and a little headstrong- he had very little to lose right now.]
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We are having a conversation.
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[Nathaniel's eyes dart around the room for a moment. Faisal is a mouse, creeping down the hallway, and he knew that Bartimaeus would be around here somewhere. Nevertheless, he doesn't want them to interfere yet. This needs to be settled between the two of them..]
I'll put on some tea.
[And be overall very British about it.]
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[She's been served tea by Break, bitch. Standards are high.]
I expect you to tell me what you know about me. What you expect me to do.
Someone has been speaking into your ear, Nathaniel.
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He twitches at his name, ignoring the surge of panic, keeping his face calm and level.]
Just 'John' will do, thank you.
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