Rincewind is all but tearing his hair out on the other end, taking a deep breath through his nostrils once he realizes he's being brushed off. Like picking a cat up by the scruff that won't stop mewing; you take it out with relative kindness, but mostly you take it out so you can get back to dinner.]
He's an ambitious bastard who can't be trusted past self-interest.
[and quickly, before Chilton can tut at him:]
That's all I'll say on him for now, all right, fine, but just - don't say I didn't.
...He can damn well pick out his own bloody book though.
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Rincewind is all but tearing his hair out on the other end, taking a deep breath through his nostrils once he realizes he's being brushed off. Like picking a cat up by the scruff that won't stop mewing; you take it out with relative kindness, but mostly you take it out so you can get back to dinner.]
He's an ambitious bastard who can't be trusted past self-interest.
[and quickly, before Chilton can tut at him:]
That's all I'll say on him for now, all right, fine, but just - don't say I didn't.
...He can damn well pick out his own bloody book though.