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[dracobin]

I appear to have--damaged my harness, and also a dear possession of mine, while I was in the bottle.

[His ruff droops guiltily. Is that a note of embarrassment in his voice? Of course it is. He is nothing if not transparent.]

If there is anyone here with a talent for leatherworking, or perhaps metalworking, I should be very glad to hear it.

[private to anyone who encountered his mirrorverse self in Kithika]

I--I must beg your pardon, if I said anything to you that was very rude, or stupid, or both; you may rest assured I am in my right mind again, and the incident is unlikely to repeat itself, and I should like it very much if you forgot everything I--that is to say he--told you, and pay it no mind at all, because it is not true.

[Beat.]

And I should think it obvious that goes doubly for you, M. Pontmercy.

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[bonjourguignon]

Then I thank you to be in your good graces, M. Temeraire.

[Another bit of a bow, and a pleasant smile.]

His heart lies in the right place, but simply knows his North to instead be South. He comes around well enough when it counts. [Fondly.]

[dracobin]

[Uncertain:] Well--yes, I heard that he joined you on your barricade, when you fought; I suppose it must count for something, in the end.

[bonjourguignon]

Saved Courfeyrac's life, in fact, and little Gavroche's, too -- all of ours, really. He has a funny way of showing his affections, I would say.

[Like chasing after old men and sniffing their handkerchiefs. Y'know. A little special.]