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[As the... well. He still doesn't know what he is to Monocle, especially the one here, what with the man being from earlier in the timeline than he is. Well, either way. With him being whatever he is to the potential ruler of this place, he figures that if he has to deal with this, he might has every right to do it in public. Maybe someone will realise the connection between himself and Monocle, and it'll tarnish the reputation he has beyond any tarnishing that so much as meeting him does anyway.

He's freaked himself out, anyway, and since Monocle's not in his room, Clive doesn't really want to sit there on his own until the other gets back. Especially because he'd rather Monocle potentially have an explanation of what happened and a look at his room at separate points, all things considered.

Which is why there's a bloodied Clive curled up on a sofa in the lobby, picking idly at his fingernails. There's an awful lot of blood there, and it's clearly not all his. He does look a little pale and shaky beneath his feigned indifference though, so at least some of it is probably from him. The way he keeps coursing his fingers through his hair and staining it red is probably some indication of the fact that he's not quite so calm as he'd like observers to actually believe, too.]

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You wouldn't kill me. I'd be dead by now, if you were willing.

At least you have some brains in your head. But you shouldn't bet that my opinion will remain the same if you test my patience.

I've done more than test your patience before, I can assure you.

You don't need to tell me that. Even in my own timeline you have done, Clive. I consider myself lucky that you aren't hard to manipulate.

That's what you think. You're hardly difficult to manipulate yourself, you know.

You think so?

I know so, from experience.

Clive, don't fool yourself into thinking that I'm keeping you around because of your own cunning. You are desirable, and when you stop being so I will dispose of you.

You know I could run your entire government in rings if I wanted to, you included? That's what you do to people.

Are you suggesting that you could suitably replace me?

Because I doubt that. Running a country is a commitment, Clive. And given your standards, I'd expect you to get bored and sexually deprived too soon to follow through with it.

Quite. And that's the only reason I haven't overthrown you. It's more interesting the way things are.

In other words, you see me as a rodent running the country for you. If that were true, then I've yet to see your reap any benefits from the running of my country.

I get you, don't I? And all the luxury and alcohol that that entails.

[Tries not to smile anymore than is usual.]

Then stay where you are with your benefits and don't challenge me.

But it's no fun if I don't challenge you now and then.

I'm glad that you consider my entertainment. But I will hopefully have enough challenges with this upcoming election.

I hardly think the election will be difficult for you.

So far I've seen no sign of any competition, but soon enough my associate will be calling any potential candidates out to sign up.

Hmm? Which associate is that? Because I did have a plan involving one of your doubles, if you were concerned at all...

No one that you need to know about. But by all means, I'd be glad to hear of your plans.

Pretty much that your double - the woman - would stand, and at the end of the election she'd join you, and pool your votes together.

Would she agree to this? She did seem rather willing.

She already has agreed. I took the liberty of discussing it with her first.

Wonderful news. This doesn't go too far against my own plans, so when the sign-ups go out simply have her agree to it.

Mmm. I would have run myself, but I figured it might give you ideas.