The Master of the House stood from his chair with a calm and collective grace. This conversation had been just the thing he had needed to steer his thoughts away from.. having emotions and feelings. He didn't even really look at Atticus. Only God knew what went on in that head right now. Maybe he thought Ryan had demoted him to whoring.<br/>Absurd.<br/>He had to resist a slight shrug to his shoulder and only smirked inwardly.<br/>There was a thought in his mind that had left him alone for a few minutes but now returned. Atticus would be quiet shocked to find out just how much Ryan had protected him in the past. The here and now was nothing to what he had done.<br/>Perhaps he would tell one day, though he had been adamant to not say a word not even a day before.<br/><br/>"Kindly follow me," he said quietly, leaving the whole leading the hand of the Lady to the Lord present and passing Atticus with but a slight and meaningless smile to his lips when he left his office and wandered, casually but elegantly, to the common room where, he hoped, the line up would be complete by now.<br/>Knowing Rubee it wouldn't only be complete, but all whores would probably be at their best behaviour. Or she'd have them for breakfast tomorrow.<br/>This time he didn't suppress his reaction and the slight smile grew into an amused smile. He liked Rubee. He hoped she'd be able to take the position as head account and that he hadn't misjudged her skills in this.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Going there. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=98126.msg4586031#msg4586031)