Jordan Novak | Jack of Spades

There was a pause, and then Jordan flicked his eyes over at Chives before he nods. "I would, thank you, Chives." He glances back at Maddox. He should be gone by now, of course. He looks as dispassionate about it as if he was thinking about Maddox's habit of flitting off somewhere when there might be something to do.

"I imagine you and the Twos will be busy enough cleaning up after him."