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[ March's voicemail message will be the standard sort for a while, and expect replies from him to be slow/strange as he tries to understand this Modern Age.

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[Ohoho, is the slippery slope to being invasive engaged, yes good. Time to find an accountant with halitosis for later bonding.

A dramatic pause followed by an even, steady, yet approving sort of tone:]

There's a reason those few aren't in the hotel business. I'd wager anyone who can't see something more in their particular line of work damn well doesn't belong in that line of work.

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Hmm.

[Chilton considered those words for the moment, turning them over in his head. It was the sort of statement that aligned parallel to Chilton's own thinking, it was almost like an invitation.

That was becoming a familiar feeling with March.]

I've always felt that way, too. Often we make our own meaning. And you're certainly a maker in your own right, James.

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[March lets out a short but genuinely pleased laugh.]

You're too kind! [uwu;;] High praise, Frederick; you're a maker yourself. I've known it since we first met! But, ah, don't let me keep you all evening. I am very glad we've had this talk, however.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh of course, of course. Where has the time gone? I can get drawn into quite the conversation with you, James, it is simply too easy.

I will see you in Maurtia Falls soon. Until then!