[That is the face of a schoolmaster who can't believe Norton declared that Paradise Lost was written by Alexander Pope. The wordless "My soul withered in despair a little bit at what you just said. Try again." It makes Norton curl in on himself sheepishly.]
[Jedao gentles almost immediately at the sheepishness, satisfied that Norton has stopped wriggling long enough to take on the idea. And, purely because it's also his own natural idiom, he puts it into the language of espionage instead of, like, modern lingo or touchy feelings.]
Good.
You're the contact point. That means you need to have the right intel.
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double-check
sometime.
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Double-check what? If he wants to know names, or if he knows you're on the list, or if he knows he can veto?
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but your priorities should definitely be 3, 1, 2
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If you don't know for sure if he knows he can veto, then it's not sufficiently established.
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I'll go and...sufficiently establish that then.
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Good.
You're the contact point. That means you need to have the right intel.
Cheers, darling.
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Ta, sweetheart.