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[He trills a tutting sound at this, cutting more slices of the cake and plating them.]
My dear lady, your kind does not care how far we have fallen-- only that we are fallen, is that not so?
[He offers her the cake with a charming smile.]
Either way, the fact that I am "common help" is a part of an agreed-upon contract. You need not fear any violence on my part. Unless, of course, you threaten my contractor.
[Or said contractor orders him to be violent. But he wouldn't tell her that.]