[A blade indeed. Watching Art carefully, for any sign of emotion, Jamie finally withdraws her hand, closing her eyes for a brief moment -- how well Art has learned to conceal what he feels, now. She might almost feel bored by it, if it wasn't so fascinating at the same time.]
You still remember my offer, I trust? [It's a question without a need for an answer; of course he does.] It is very much in effect, should you need it.