[Pardon? Javert's lips peel back, revealing each of his glinting, lengthened canines. He opens his palms from their tight clasp, a listless gesture.
He looks genuinely mystified by the accusation.]
I don't get your meaning. I don't mock him.
I call him my colleague, and expect him to behave like one. What I urge from him is his best work, and to respect my service to the Fog the same as he demands respect from me. I give him my respect. If he is unwilling to give me his, fine. I accept that. At least shove it off long enough to tolerate working along the same lines in these battles.
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[Pardon? Javert's lips peel back, revealing each of his glinting, lengthened canines. He opens his palms from their tight clasp, a listless gesture.
He looks genuinely mystified by the accusation.]
I don't get your meaning. I don't mock him.
I call him my colleague, and expect him to behave like one. What I urge from him is his best work, and to respect my service to the Fog the same as he demands respect from me. I give him my respect. If he is unwilling to give me his, fine. I accept that. At least shove it off long enough to tolerate working along the same lines in these battles.