I do not have a single favourite author. At the moment, I am quite enjoying working my way through the collected works of Patrick O’Brian. Butler is thrilled that something military orientated (and unrelated to my company’s work) has finally garnered my attention.
They were far less involved than in previous years— something for which I was exceptionally grateful. Butler and I have been on our own in St. Petersburg since early August. The rest of my family has returned- more or less- to their usual lives. The twins are at school once more, and it seems the immediate threat to my family has passed. Again, something for which I am grateful.
I am ambidextrous.
Thank you anonymous.
It was my pleasure, Holly. It was wonderful to see you again— I know I fell into a bad habit of neglecting my friendships. I hope to avoid letting that happen in the future.
He does not and it does not. It is his chosen profession, however, and the restrictions of the job are hardly concealed. Butler knew what he would be giving up when he decided to pursue his family’s business and honour the ancient ties that bind our two families together.
As for when he grows too old for active service, it isn’t something about which we have really spoken. I think Butler would prefer to spend his old age relaxing and reading fiction.
Anyone who has ever tried to make fun of my name has latched on to the fact that it is historically a female name.
It happens every so often, but less so now that I’m older.
I don’t find it offensive if that’s what you meant to imply. It’s simply a falsehood. I treat it as I would treat any other misconception of myself.
I would hope that it’s fairly obvious to you all that I’m not an overly romantic person. I find most stereotypical expressions of affection to be unnecessary and, to be perfectly honest, quite silly.
I’ve given her thoughtful gifts for her birthday and for Christmas. If you’re really on the hunt for some grand romantic gesture, however, you’re sure to be disappointed. It simply isn’t in my nature.
178cm. Or 5’10 if you’d rather.
The demonstration is slotted for 2pm.
I’m in the lab overseeing the calibration and last-minute adjustments, while Butler is concerning himself with the security of the building and viewing area.
This time there will be no mistakes.
All things seem to be ready for tomorrow’s prototype demonstration (take two of course). I’ll obviously be inspecting the system before it’s brought out and will be calibrating and operating it myself at the demonstration.
Mother, the twins, and Juliet will be attending of course. They will be here the remainder of the week and through the weekend before Mother, the twins, and Butler leave for Russia on Monday. I believe they will be there a little over a week before we all rendezvous in Paris on the 29th.
I anticipate being awake a good while longer, so feel free to send any and all inquiries.
Yes, Minerva and I had a short-lived relationship that ended rather abruptly at the Nobel Prize Ceremony.
No and no.
Minerva was technically my first romantic relationship.