[ On good authority, he says. Jean Louis watches him for a long moment, gaze narrowing just a fraction. Philippe's always been generous, at least with regards to him; not many others in the party will be privy to this information, certainly none of Jean Louis' rank. It's nice, being someone's favourite. Useful too, of course, obviously. ]
That's quite a dilemma, old man. Don't you need more sleep than I do?
[ He probably does, seeing as Jean Louis rarely sleeps more than five hours every night, often less. A slight smile. He places Albert's papers in the make it happen tray, the one right beneath for expedition. Tomorrow, then. ]
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That's quite a dilemma, old man. Don't you need more sleep than I do?
[ He probably does, seeing as Jean Louis rarely sleeps more than five hours every night, often less. A slight smile. He places Albert's papers in the make it happen tray, the one right beneath for expedition. Tomorrow, then. ]
Come now. Two minds work faster than one.