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Bastien couldn't help it -- he rolled his eyes. What sort of person took offence so easily? He had thought this woman strong from his first impression but now he saw her in the light of finicky nobles from back home, who would pick at every word in a desire to feel superior. His fresh disdain clear on his face, he was glad to hear there was nothing else. "Then goodbye." He said simply, before clicking the door shut. It took a good amount of self control to not slam it for the drama, but it was a moment that called for slow and cold. Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum