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Once again, I convey my thanks to Doctor Jones, who was so kind as to look after my Renate whilst I was feeling under the weather.

In light of the recent health crisis, rehearsals are postponed.

[Private to Henry West]

I trust that if you can be so angry with the kitchen staff, you must be healthy.

[Warden Filter]

When you lose ground with your Inmate -- and nobody lie; I know most of you have had this happen -- how do you usually recover?

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You think I did that willingly?

[He looks away] Surely there were others who wanted to.

Not really. [He paused, considering.] In the last month or so before I befriended Paviche, I suspected Monsieur Foster was interested, but nothing came of it. He was not particularly assertive, and if I want a woman, I'll find a woman.

[He laughs a little at the last comment, as there's no love lost between him and Tony, but then stops, feeling a bit guilty] I'm sorry. I shouldn't laugh. [He looks at the Marquis] And I am sorry he's gone. [Much as he thinks Pavi's gross and weird]

I think it is for the better, sparrow. [He doesn't look at all like he believes it, and drinks down the last of the wine in his glass.] With the changes he has gone through, I do not think he has to rely on my macabre tastes any longer, oui?

What, do you believe that he was with you out of lack of other options? [He arches his brow] I thought you were supposed to be confident.

I'm only human. [He chuckles.] I'll flirt with anyone, sparrow, but that doesn't mean I genuinely expect my attentions to always be returned. Those months reminded me of that. I grew too comfortable before then. I took much for granted.

I don't know how it was where you're from, but where I'm from... a man's love life doesn't end when he's passed forty. I wasn't your last, and he won't be, either.

Oh no, hardly. But that tends to have more to do with divisions of power than it does the passions. [Already he was pouring more wine.] A man of high breeding or influence may continue to entertain young women, perhaps even impressionable young men, especially young men and women of a lower station, because there is an expectation for them to obey. It's an unfair advantage, but it exists. The same advantage does not remain for women unless they retain an exceptional beauty with age. I can also say that women can be less scrutinizing where I come from -- and if my brief experiences after one of the floods are any indication, a woman properly awakened is exposed to sensations that we as men must be very creative to experience ourselves, if we ever do. It does not so much require a handsome man to make that happen for them. However, I find myself in short supply when finding men who are versatile enough to take the reigns that do not scrutinize first. They have more choices.

[He mulls over what the Marquis says, nodding slowly] But what about the women here? That is... [He shrugs] Such as they are.

I've only been with one. If the interest ever arises I wouldn't mind going back, either.

Really? Which one?

Warden Rayne.

Oh... [He paused for a moment, then laughed] You must be joking.

Not at all. In that flood, where most everyone switched bodies.

Oh. [He looks a bit uncomfortable now] Isn't that a bit of a violation?

If I hadn't permission at the time, perhaps. However, Monsieur Naylor and I had a wager.

I see. [Except this totally makes him uncomfortable anyway, considering his own experiences with that flood]

[The Marquis chuckled to himself.] Perhaps if I graduate Iago I shall ask to have my youth restored.

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