*lets himself in and is somewhat shocked by your current position* Oh my. *briskly* Good work, Yangchen. I'll take it from here. *without an ounce of his usual easy, good humour* He knows that I don't pull my punches. If you could just wait outside the door? Keep house traffic moving.
*waits until your second has left the room before he leans back against the door* *a bit tiredly* Pick yourself up, Salgant. What do you know?