Yes please. (Having had her stretch and nice distraction for five minutes, Gela sits back down and draws her chair back in closer to the desk. From the corner of the office Thimble the duck pokes her head down deeper into her wing.)
I can encourage him not to instigate any duels if it would make you feel better about it all.
[He casts her a long-suffering look that almost becomes friendly; it's difficult to maintain a sulk around someone as inoffensive as Gela, for one thing. And for the other, she's trying to help.]
I'll let you know how it goes.
[He pivots off the doorframe by his shoulder, tipping himself back out into the hall.]
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And — you know, if he's in the organisation properly he's in the best spot for us to keep him from killing Byerly. (So there's that?)
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[He tosses his hair irritably.]
I'll talk to him. [that is, after all, his job]
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I can encourage him not to instigate any duels if it would make you feel better about it all.
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[He casts her a long-suffering look that almost becomes friendly; it's difficult to maintain a sulk around someone as inoffensive as Gela, for one thing. And for the other, she's trying to help.]
I'll let you know how it goes.
[He pivots off the doorframe by his shoulder, tipping himself back out into the hall.]