[ Kostos does something with his eyebrows, at that first part, but the overall effect of whatever expression he’s forming (an eye roll minus actual rolling eyes, because he learned early that the best response to don’t roll your eyes at me was an honest I didn’t, for the record) is hidden by his downturned head. He keeps scratching out notes. ]
A personal assistant.
[ Obviously.
—but he will actually answer, in a moment, when he gets bored with the silent, expressionless fit he’s having about Ilias being here, probably to take the only part of his work he actually feels equipped for and leave him with all of these Maker-damned intelligence reports. ]
Your order gave us permission to take her. My cousin might have it in writing.
no subject
A personal assistant.
[ Obviously.
—but he will actually answer, in a moment, when he gets bored with the silent, expressionless fit he’s having about Ilias being here, probably to take the only part of his work he actually feels equipped for and leave him with all of these Maker-damned intelligence reports. ]
Your order gave us permission to take her. My cousin might have it in writing.