[The comment about spiders earns a little smile, though of course that doesn't translate over the radio. Erskine is about to thank him, for either the job or simple fact that he's allowed to come back at all, but stops short. Maybe that's something better left for tomorrow, in person.]
[Erskine takes a moment to hunt Bakura down in the next room and holds the handset out, almost apologetically, with a little shrug. He doesn't know the depth of it, but he knows Bakura isn't altogether thrilled with Anton.]
[Unexpectedly terse or not, Anton rather thought it was protective. Protective of Erskine. He can work with that. If anything, it makes him feel more certain in what he's about to ask.]
Then you won't object to speaking with me within the next few days, at a private location of your choice.
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I'll call you tomorrow, if I-
[If I can't get back on my own.]
I'll call. Good night.
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[Erskine takes a moment to hunt Bakura down in the next room and holds the handset out, almost apologetically, with a little shrug. He doesn't know the depth of it, but he knows Bakura isn't altogether thrilled with Anton.]
For you.
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Djadjut.
[ Yeah, he knew who was on the other end. ]
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Progress is oftentimes a slow process. Sometimes, best left to people outside the house.
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Then you won't object to speaking with me within the next few days, at a private location of your choice.
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[ That's going to depend a lot on Erskine's state when he gets back to the Hotel. ]
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[And he hangs up.]