[ There's no edge to his voice, although his eyes do flick up at him for a moment, before he returns his gaze to the valleys he's digging into the sugary sludge at the bottom of his teacup with his spoon. ]
'Dirtiness.' Did you think that I would be reborn at the end of Mr. Johnson's whip?
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[ There's no edge to his voice, although his eyes do flick up at him for a moment, before he returns his gaze to the valleys he's digging into the sugary sludge at the bottom of his teacup with his spoon. ]
'Dirtiness.' Did you think that I would be reborn at the end of Mr. Johnson's whip?