[Nothing more needs to be said on that. He serves his purpose without complaint, as he should. Another sip of tea, fingers tapping against his leg idly. He's still vaguely focusing on what's going on in the background.]

It's almost a shame this can't be a regular event. It's far easier to get information than the usual routes. [A brief chuckle.] I would feel sad to put you out of yet another job, though...