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the man did not move. this earned a flicker of disdain from qiao, who had little patience for men and even less for those who believed themselves clever. 

he was but one man in a long line of beasts who believed they’d found some leverage over her. men could be so arrogant. you offered your aid first, great jodai. i simply gave you a greater purpose than hall monitor to sleepy orgies. qiao rejoined with a soft smile. how silly this little misunderstanding was! all would be forgiven, that smile seemed to promise. 

qiao leveled khaba an unflinching stare. her lingering smile chilled to something unreadable. go then, waste our pharaoh’s time scuttling to him like a scullery-maid with a string of gossip.  he will tell you what i have. good night, khaba.

this time she wished him no pleasantries.