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[That was easy. He turns, takes stock, and...yields.

From the inside of his waistcoat, Izzy pulls a bone. A human bone, a human rib bone, sharpened to a fine point on one end. It has been meticulously engraved with scrimshaw swallows and the sweet little scene of a ship on the waves.

It's a good dagger, all things considered. Izzy sort of hates to part with it.

And yet, he offers it all the same.]

Here. For bringing him back to me.

[...

on the one hand, who is he to question a cool knife. on the other.]

... I feel like this situation requires a minimum of... three explanations.

[Cool knives are his love language, why are you rejecting this.]

You know perfectly well who I'm talking about.

I do, actually. This knowledge does nothing to explain why you have turned one of Skulduggery's ribs into a tasteful desk ornament. Which is clearly the more pressing question.

[He does like a little half shrug don't make him feel stupid twitch-wiggle.]

If you don't want it..

[He'll just put it away, then]

I never said that. [scoffs] I couldn't allow you to keep it, obviously.

Oh, I see.

[He wiggles the shiv a bit. Do you want it?]

Is that the nature of our relationship now? Allowing each other to do things?

"Each other" is a bit of a stretch.

Don't bother with any pretense. It already belongs to me.

And you belong to me, so here we are.

[a slight quirk at the corner of his lips.]

You don't want to know what happened to the last man who thought that, human.

Mm, well I assume they died terribly given our last conversation, but that doesn't change anything. I offered you a partnership, you rejected me. And now I am very willingly, gracefully, offering you my gratitude. Do you want it or not?

You have a very unique interpretation of the multiple times you've attempted to threaten me from your incredibly impotent position.

I don't want anything from you. But, that is mine. And you are going to hand it over to me.

[holds out palm]

[Izzy tongues his teeth. Fuck you. Fuck your head and the neck it rode in on. This is the worst thank you ever smh.]

I made it, I haven't given it to you yet. How's it belong to you?