Jean-Claude shrugs in that insufferably vague way that he does that could mean something or nothing at all. "I am not about to tell you how you should live your life, mon ami," he replies. "I am not you. I do not know you well enough for that. But you are so very mortal. Time passes more quickly than you know, that is all."
He shifts slightly where he stands, crossing his arms slightly as he does. "If you enjoy your work, as you say, then enjoy it. As I shall enjoy mine." He offers Lancelot something of a wicked smile, at that.
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He shifts slightly where he stands, crossing his arms slightly as he does. "If you enjoy your work, as you say, then enjoy it. As I shall enjoy mine." He offers Lancelot something of a wicked smile, at that.