"One can't simply waltz into my confidences," returns Gregor, dry. Besides, he's pretty sure Jedao would have been disappointed with direct, full answers. The man comes alive at the game, the kind of game that Gregor's good at but still finds... not distasteful. He doesn't look down on it. He just finds himself impatient with it, sometimes, all the circles within circles within labyrinths that he has to navigate in order to get anything done.

And bulldozing your way in only works for MIles, he thinks. No, he doesn't react the same way at all when anyone else tries to force their way in.