Jakob huffs irritably, though not so much at Denif as at this world at large, which must put him through quite a bit of grief for all that he works hard. If he’d known Denif was a person of rank he might’ve been a tad more polite—but only just. He still had yet to completely shake off his bad habit of being acerbic and standoffish to others.

“Very well, so long as you take care not to disturb me.”