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[senseandcecilbility]

[Well, this is certainly a very shaky view of Kevin’s old fashioned dress shoes. And hey, now what seems like a thumb has blocked the camera. ]

…Hm? Oh! Is it working?

[He shakes the tablet, apparently under the impression that kinetic energy might help it function a little better. The sad truth is that it doesn't.]

Ah, I-I hope so. Hm, sir? Madam? My name is Kevin Cecil, and it recently came to my attention that now I can…heal minor afflictions and illnesses of different natures. If I can be of any assistance, do not hesitate to contact me. I’m currently at…Oh dear Lord, is that St Paul’s?!

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[maddeninghatter]

How kind of you.

[ He's in a foul humor, for reasons. Also - you irritate him, Kevin, on so many levels. ]

If I ever get a hangnail, I'll know who to call~! ♥

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin~, who has finally figured out the right side of the tablet, thanks to Lucifer, is quite puzzled by the fact that the sound is not followed by any image. He gives the black screen a startled look. Has he offended the disembodied voice in any way?]

My apologies, sir. I did not intend to sound presumptions.

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[maddeninghatter]

[ The quick apology and polite tone are even more irritating. ]

You're new to this lovely city, I take it?

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[senseandcecilbility]

[But what has he done?

The question, however, gives him pause.]

...I know London quite well, but...

[maddeninghatter]

Oh, I see! You're an Englishman.

[ As traveling through time is the main occupation here, he has made some effort to familiarize himself with this planet's history. ]

I'm terribly sorry to hear that.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Not exactly an Englishman, but close. He cannot help but give the man a wry smile.]

...Forgive me for saying so, sir, but you do not sound sorry at all.

[maddeninghatter]

Hm?

[ His tone flips over into something that might be passably pleasant. ]

Shouldn't I be sorry?

[senseandcecilbility]

[Does he mean being sorry about endless wars and massive kidnapping?]

...It is not my place to judge.

[He is obviously talking to the wrong archangel.]

[maddeninghatter]

[ He was going to say something clever, along the lines of I'm sorry you're an Englishman, this place is a dump and the weather's rubbish, and I've heard it's been like that forever, so you don't even have anything to look forward to even if you do manage to get sent home from this wretched place.

But there's something about the man's turn of phrase, "Not my place to judge" that strikes him as... well. Just a little odd. ]

What's your place, then?

[senseandcecilbility]

[Break is indeed a terrible person who must induce violence in the hearts of patient men.

The direct question takes him off-guard, though.]

...I am merely a house steward.

[And not a particularly good liar, though his young master's realism gives him an unfair advantage.]

1/2

[maddeninghatter]

[ ... ]

A house steward.

[ The wheels are turning...... ]

2/2

[maddeninghatter]

[ Abrupt change of tone: ]

I say! Can you cook?

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin is starting to believe the man has some terrible emotional issues.]

...Not as well as the cook but...yes?

[maddeninghatter]

[ NO COMMENT ]

Can you make pastry?

not here

[velveteened]

( really )

[senseandcecilbility]

...Yes sir, my young master is very fond of them.

[Where is this conversation going?]

voice; private

[retraced]

[In a hurried, hushed voice:]

Whatever he asks you for - don't do it!

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[senseandcecilbility]

[Is Break kidnapping and torturing people in the background?]

I beg your pardon?

[Sorry, Gil. The angel has your brother's voice.]

[retraced]

[Well, that's not creepy, not at all.]

Ah, I'm sorry for the intrusion, but -

[Putting on his Serious Voice now because this doesn't require context in the slightest.]

Under no circumstances is he allowed to eat anything with sugar in it. Or anything delicious. No matter how much he begs or tries to bargain, don't let him convince you to give into his requests!

[senseandcecilbility]

Is he ill?

[The poor man! Mentally unstable and sickly. No wonder he has a terrible personality.]

But...Delicious food as well?

[retraced]

Something like that...

[But that sounds like a good lie, so let's go with that.]

He's on a strict diet for the foreseeable future.

[maddeninghatter]

[ blissfully unaware of the private conversation going on... ]

It's delightful to meet you, Mister Cecil. I'm Xerxes Break, how do you do?

[ HELLO NEW BEST FRIEND ]

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin can manage the three ways conversation with the tablet just as well as expected.]

...It is a p-pleasure to meet you too, Mister Break?

[maddeninghatter]

[ ...why are you stuttering? ]

Is there a problem?

[senseandcecilbility]

I...Well...

[What do I dooooo.]