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[exceptionalthief]

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[exceptionalthief]

Oh? Need a hand?

[Which from another person might be seen as a helpful offer, but from Hans, it's more like whatever he can do to help move things along more quickly, he'll do.]

[dreadinquisitor]

[Maxwell guesses as much, and wonders if the truth will please or frustrate.]

Fortunately, I don't have much, so I think I can manage. Unfortunately, my new residence won't be ready to move into for a while longer yet.

So you're still stuck with me, again, for the time being.

[exceptionalthief]

You actually have no idea when you're leaving, do you?

[dreadinquisitor]

Don't worry, I am going eventually. I'm just not the one having it built, so no, I can't say exactly. I'm told later this month, perhaps early next.

[exceptionalthief]

All right, fine. Thank you for letting me know.

[He might be a self-absorbed ruthless criminal, but he's generally polite.]

[dreadinquisitor]

[That elegant efficiency, intimidating polish, back-handed politeness... and the sincere belief that were deemed it necessary, and if it was thought it could be gotten away with, that anyone could be thrown to the wolves.

It's been like living with Vivienne all over again, and he's not terribly broken-up by the idea of not sharing a wall anymore either. So, his roommate's duty finished, Maxwell is happy to leave the conversation simply and politely.

While he still can.]

You're welcome. Best of luck.