"Touchι," Ixidor replies slyly about blank canvases. "That's good. I'll have to remember that one. But there's nothing that says either of you have to get something done the first time you come with me. You just have to tolerate the tattooist's inevitable jibes and attempts at peer pressure...
"Anyway," black fingernails wave the subject away, for now. "I'm glad we all had this chance to sit down and build some bridges. I don't intend to waste the opportunity we have to do something good together. I look forward to working with you both."
Adrian Isaacs, shackling himself to one city? No wonder the ground feels so cold. Hell must be freezing over...
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