[Black Hat has a point, Virgil could recall the fight without dwelling on the moment prior. The memory soured as it was, he probably wouldn't even want to. It's a relief to see his master head back to the chair and issue that familiar order. Flug moves to resume unbuttoning the shirt just as he started, reaching for the clothe once more.]
"Yes, Sir?" [He can talk and work but Black Hat has his undivided attention regardless.]
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"Yes, Sir?" [He can talk and work but Black Hat has his undivided attention regardless.]