Phyri couldn’t help but scoff at that explanation. Chris had already lambasted him for sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong and making everything about himself and his own opinions, but here – he really had made everything all about him. “Ozy, care about other people?” Porphyria directed at her sister, tone heavily laced with derision; she was not very interested in giving Ozymandias any more room to blow out any more of his staple hot air. And doing anything out of sense or respect? “That’s asking far too much of our dear ineffectual brother,” she drawled, trying to channel the thought to Christabel that lecturing won’t work on him, so you should probably try violence in only a silent look. “But I’m pleased he’s at last found a career he actually has the talent for.”
(Smugness must be getting the better of him – ‘literate but otherwise unemployable’? Ozy had practically handed them that opening on a silver platter. If that wasn’t their eldest brother all over.)
(Smugness must be getting the better of him – ‘literate but otherwise unemployable’? Ozy had practically handed them that opening on a silver platter. If that wasn’t their eldest brother all over.)
a sublime set by Lady! <3