And you might have said something yesterday. [Whether or not the Marquis is actually annoyed is a good question, because for all purposes he seems to be brushing past it into more playful territory.] I'm not at all certain my Inmate has been fed yet, because I have not been the one to do it, and now he's going to have to wait a little longer, isn't he?
[He was about to protest - he'd shown up, he'd make his presence intrusively obvious, what else could he have said? - but didn't because the conversation was taking a turn for the interesting. And...the strange.]
Because he's in Level Zero, and I don't want him too comfortable. [On any other day he might have said this with a smile showing off a little more of his true character, but it is clear that no matter how pleased he is to be in familiar company, the subject angers him.]
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Ah.
[He's really not sure how to salvage this, or even if it needs salvaging.]
You did not dream me? This is....a good thing, si?
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How is it that he cannot feed himself?
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