[ Can't believe bartering still works in this economy. Amazing. He'll try not to look too excited by the prospect of his prospects turning around. Instead, he'll linger where he is, stuffing his pocket linings (and then his hands) back into his jacket pocket while Jason swings back around. ]
Anyone I should steer clear of. Anyone who might be more important than they look. [ Which could mean any number of things, really. ] Since I don't have anything to offer you right now, I can't exactly be picky, now can I?
[I mean he'll also take some fat stacks of cash if Wriothesley has them, but since that's off the table, apparently—
He hums, like he's still considering it. This is a negotiation, and all.]
I could manage some of that.
[It's shit he'll be keeping tabs on, anyway, and he's not in a position to turn down a source. And if he changes his mind, well. No one says he has to follow through. As for offers—]
Could start with a name.
[Don't know how you do business, bud, but he'd like a little something up front!]
[ At least that part's easy. (The name itself? Ehhhh, not so much.) ]
Wriothesley.
[ Said with an outstretched hand. Could his new buddy easily grab said hand and use the leverage to throw him off the roof? Sure, but he's willing to place a bit of trust in the guy, especially after they'd gone to all the trouble to work out a deal. ]
[The name itself gets a pointed raise of his brows. It's a new one, but hell, he's heard stranger. Good thing he's been tutored in...a lot of languages. He can manage this, probably.]
Wriothesley.
[Repeated like he's testing it out, committing it to memory. Okay. Sure. He gives Wriothesley's outstretched hand a clearly measuring look, but takes it. Looks like they've got a deal.]
Jason.
[He doesn't even chuck him off the roof. As a gesture of goodwill, and all.]
[ What a nice shake. The acquiescence makes him smile, small but pleased. Even if he can hardly count this man as a friend, it's comforting knowing that he has another connection to lean on in this big city, should push come to shove. ]
Pleasure doing business with you, Jason. [ And then: ] I imagine you must be a pretty busy man [ even though he was just chilling on the roof earlier? ] so I'll leave you to it.
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Anyone I should steer clear of. Anyone who might be more important than they look. [ Which could mean any number of things, really. ] Since I don't have anything to offer you right now, I can't exactly be picky, now can I?
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He hums, like he's still considering it. This is a negotiation, and all.]
I could manage some of that.
[It's shit he'll be keeping tabs on, anyway, and he's not in a position to turn down a source. And if he changes his mind, well. No one says he has to follow through. As for offers—]
Could start with a name.
[Don't know how you do business, bud, but he'd like a little something up front!]
no subject
Wriothesley.
[ Said with an outstretched hand. Could his new buddy easily grab said hand and use the leverage to throw him off the roof? Sure, but he's willing to place a bit of trust in the guy, especially after they'd gone to all the trouble to work out a deal. ]
And you?
no subject
Wriothesley.
[Repeated like he's testing it out, committing it to memory. Okay. Sure. He gives Wriothesley's outstretched hand a clearly measuring look, but takes it. Looks like they've got a deal.]
Jason.
[He doesn't even chuck him off the roof. As a gesture of goodwill, and all.]
frees you from this ancient tdm thread
Pleasure doing business with you, Jason. [ And then: ] I imagine you must be a pretty busy man [ even though he was just chilling on the roof earlier? ] so I'll leave you to it.