His knight? [Again, Diva's somehow prone to meeting the weirdest people with the weirdest of claims. It's not something he can personally gripe about considering their very own arrangement, it's just, uh, interesting. No longer as trifling as it once was.] He is correct, you don't have to fret about it.

[He isn't so prepared to have The Talk with her. Not while he's borderline bedridden (read as: feeling the shittiest he ever has in some while) after hearing some equally as shitty news.]

I was aware, yes. [For the record.] It seems you've addressed your very own question. Amshel wouldn't have liked it very much.

[..Ah....and somehow, she manages to say Words and Things that are somehow far more infuriating than Amshel is by name alone. It doesn't reap any particular response from him, the way she puts JJ up on some pedestal. She had been speaking of him as royalty all along, it shouldn't be so immediately grating.]

So even you aren't worthy? [One second he's mortified at the thought, the next he's egging her on.] Forget it. It isn't worth discussing if none of it matters.

[Nails on a chalkboard. He could never brag to Diva about his banglist, it's improper and juvenile. Fortunately. Solomon gets to feign ignorance another day -- until JJ inevitably runs his mouth about it.]

Is that all you wanted to discuss?