Mikhailis didn't even jump.
He just sighed, shoulders sinking a little.
"Rodion, can we not do this right now?" he muttered under his breath, making sure his lips barely moved. To anyone watching, he would just look like a man talking to himself—a thing people already believed about him anyway.
"That's called multi-front diplomacy," he said. "You should respect my versatility."
He rolled his eyes.
"Do you always have to phrase it like that?"
