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[chaz]

[that makes him smile to himself on his side of the phone.]

Right. Fuck was I thinking.

[a fair question to ask himself at the moment. vane trusts daphne, and he trusts his own instincts, most of the time. but he's never been very good at considering the ripple effects of the drastic measures that he takes. at the risk of offending daphne, let this be a choice that he takes seriously, even if that just means letting it sit in his brain until something crystallizes.]

I'm gonna consider it. It's not about what I'd give to you. It's about what I want the city to have from me.

[chuffle]

[There is a little bubble in her stomach, but it's a minor, tiny little thing. She owes him that much.]

Yeah, of course. It's not as though there's a rush.

[She's not going anywhere.]

[chaz]

As my lawyer [lol] do you think we should renegotiate?

[chuffle]

Is there something you would like to change?

[chaz]

Maybe a couple finer points, but this is your area of expertise, not mine.

[chuffle]

We can go over it. Edit some of those finer points. There's nothing wrong with having a conversation about it.

[She's secure in that.]

I don't think there's much that you can do to scare me off.

[chaz]

Figured you'd know that wasn't my objective anyway.

[chuffle]

[She laughs.]

It's a joke.

What exactly do you want me to change?

[chaz]

You can include Jack on the list of approved trespassers [currently exclusive to her] for the cabin. I don't imagine he'll make use of the privilege, but if he has a reason to and can't, neither one of us will ever hear the end of it.

[chuffle]

Okay.

I'll add him. Anyone else?

[It's his place; she doesn't mind whoever he wants to be able to go over.]

[chaz]

No. [wait.] Anne, I suppose. [forgot that not everyone thinks of her as coterminous with jack.] But that's it. Anyone else shows up for no reason, feel free to eat them.

[he knows she won't. but if she feels like it.]

[chuffle]

Goes without saying, I suppose.

Maybe I’ll just kill then and string their bodies up as a warning. That feels fair.