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[seem]

[ Though he debates the merit of stating his request through video or voice feed, Petyr eventually settles upon text as his method of communication. It takes a little while for him to type the message out in full, but soon enough, the deed is done. ]

TO THE TRANQUILITY:

A thousand pardons for the interruption, but should anyone bear knowledge as to the availability of either hair dye or a collar and leash, I would be most grateful for it. I have no way of repaying the favor at the immediate moment but rest assured I will be in your debt.

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voice;

[seem]

[ More teasingly than not: ] Do you doubt my honor?

[ The subtext: do you doubt my means? What Littlefinger wants, Littlefinger gets, and this will be no exception. (It cannot be.) ]

I'm afraid I am also lacking in time.

voice;

[jilt]

Do I have cause to?

[ her tone is light. it's the kind of question that needs no answer, because of course irene doubts him. ]

A matter of some urgency, I gather. It seems we're in a sticky spot.

voice;

[seem]

[ As she should. When he next speaks, he doesn't bother trying to hide the fact that that's piqued his interest. ]

And so the favour holds a little more weight.

voice;

[jilt]

So it does.

[ there's a pleased little purr in her tone. ]

What can you offer me, sir?

voice;

[seem]

[ There's static for a single beat, filled in by the barest traces of a laugh. ]

What would you consider reasonable compensation?

voice;

[jilt]

[ there's a pause while irene considers. ]

I like nice things, sir. Perhaps you could procure me something nice, in exchange.

voice;

[seem]

Consider it done.

Petyr Baelish, at your service.

voice;

[jilt]

Miss Irene Adler. A pleasure, I'm certain.