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I will, then.

[...Yeah, all right, he can see where that sort of question is awkward now, goodness.]

I can't say for sure because I don't remember anything beyond what I've told you, but what happened to the old man was in a large, rather opulent space as well - I didn't see the rest of the building, but it seems to fit the assumption that I really needed to stop spending time in places like that.

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Oh dear. You really do need to stop spending so much time in places like that! Of course it's only fitting that you have a large mansion now! Maybe this one won't have any deaths or monsters in it.

[...well, except your helldogs, but he's not actually going to say it.]

I can assure you that I'm not keeping anything of the sort. Corpses and monsters alike.

I'd think you'd know by now besides, unless you're suggesting that I'm keeping them in the basement for some reason.

Well I've never seen your basement before so who knows what you're hiding down there! It could very easily be monsters!

It certainly would explain why I keep the dogs, wouldn't it.

It would! They'd just attack whatever is down there if it tries to escape...

Hey, don't go making this sound like a valid idea! You're terrible!

It's hardly my fault that your imagination is overactive.

You intentionally framed it like that, how else was I supposed to take it?

Honestly, I should probably be more offended by the part where you think I'd do anything of the sort.

You probably should, ja, but it was clearly just a joke~! I don't actually think you're keeping anything unsavory in your basement!

Nothing that you aren't already familiar with, at any rate.

[Given that that's where he keeps most of his research.]

As expected! You certainly can't keep both your research and a rampaging monster down there!

I should say not; that's just asking for something to go horrifically wrong in some manner.

Precisely! And you're absolutely not the sort to let anything interfere with your work! Why, if there was something like that roaming around in your basement, I imagine it'd already be dead simply because you couldn't stand the idea of it messing with your work!

If I had anything of the sort down there, it would presumably be there because I want it there.

So clearly, the problem is more with the location of my research.

There are plenty of problems with that, but yes, the location of your research would certainly be a problem!

Next time we do this, we're doing it at my place!

[HIS PLACE IS LESS CREEPY AND THERE'S NO RESEARCH IN THE BASEMENT]

If I didn't know any better, I would think you were unsettled, Jaeger.

It's a good thing you know better then, ja?

We should all hope so, anyway.

That said, your place is better-suited to all of this; you actually keep a stocked alcohol cabinet, for one thing.

Of course! Why don't you, actually? Are you really not that fond of drinking unless I'm there to encourage it?

More that I know my limits, and I'm not at all about to get addicted to something when that's entirely preventable.

Fair enough! But you should indulge with me every once in awhile - and not like this! Next time I call you up for drinks it'll be to have fun again!

As long as you don't film it. I barely remember what I end up doing when we do that, and I like it that way.

Now, now, you know I wouldn't dare film it! There are some lines I won't cross!

I know you wouldn't dare post it anywhere visible; there's a difference.

[He doesn't seem truly bothered, though; if he were actually annoyed or suspected Jaeger of doing anything of the sort, it would be obvious.]

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