For Ryan the discussion was quite over ; he had set his mind to a certain course of action, and he'd see to it. Though.. he wasn't too tempted to break the man's hands. It was a good idea, but...<br/>His gaze drifted to the door leading to his bedroom and he smirked at himself.<br/>His mind was somewhere else and he'd rather get this out of the way.<br/>It was, of course, not in the best interest to do this quickly, but he couldn't help himself. It had been quite some time since he had last felt anything for another man.<br/>He couldn't fight the sheer fact he wanted more of Atticus. As soon as he was able.<br/>After all, hadn't he waited for him for six months, now? And, before that... seeing him in his previous job. Never having a empty slot due to that...<br/>But he was getting annoyed again. This man, who had done this to Atticus, was no more. And that had been by his hands. And Atticus was his now.<br/>He should take the time to break the accountant's fingers.. Just to make the pain of not going after Atticus that much sweeter.<br/><br/>"He's arrogant an stupid. A combination that isn't uncommon," he said, gaze going back to Rubee.<br/>"Anel is with sir Aldrich. I really do not think I wish for anyone to disturb them. Last I heard, the other bidder was ahead, but sir Aldrich already said he'd be willing to keep bidding until he wins..."<br/><br/>Drumming his fingers against his lips, he tilted his head, then smirked and nodded.<br/>"Yes, I'd like you to head back to the books, " he added, small smile creeping over his features "Afterall... with me kicking Frederick out, we'll be short an accountant and you can show me you are able to take over after his departure..."