I don't know that name. I mean, I don't take down details of anyone I might scrap with, but look--
[ He pauses, as if to judge how to explain. Or how to phrase his explanations. ]
The only people I might cross are people who deserve crossing. I'd wager that whoever's harassing the Viscount's office with this nonsense deserved it as well. Did they leave a name?
No. It was anonymous. Or the Viscount's office says it is. Maybe that is to prevent us from seeking revenge.
[ That's a joke. ]
But it came to me all as one complaint from one person, which does seem odd, doesn't it? Unless these people all got together to discuss their problems. Perhaps they drink together.
no subject
[ He pauses, as if to judge how to explain. Or how to phrase his explanations. ]
The only people I might cross are people who deserve crossing. I'd wager that whoever's harassing the Viscount's office with this nonsense deserved it as well. Did they leave a name?
no subject
[ That's a joke. ]
But it came to me all as one complaint from one person, which does seem odd, doesn't it? Unless these people all got together to discuss their problems. Perhaps they drink together.
no subject
[ Bastien has his papers, and Loxley ought to let him go through them. Instead, he asks-- ]
Do you spend much time in Darktown, serah? Or the, hmm, knifier ends of Lowtown.
[ ('Serah'. He's rather fond of that localism.) ]
no subject
[ The papers wait very patiently. ]