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[Malekith is quiet while he listens, even slipping to a point where his eyes close in thought. His is a patience exhibited only when his own interests are at hand.]

... My ears do not your words harsh, Harry Saxon. You speak truthfully, and are not afraid to do so. It is a quality I would wish to see in others, yet... [And yet people are so weak willed. Adjusting in his seat, Malekith leans forward just enough that the light of the video feed casts sharp shadows on his elvish features. Ominous.]

I do not find myself worried for my own safety in regards to Loki, nor any other of the Asgardians present. I have seen their strengths and I understand the motivations by which the Asgardian mind works. [And one more pause - is it a moment of Malekith swallowing some pride?] Still, your counsel has my appreciation, and I will take care to see my blades sharp, and my mind sharper still. I will need my wits about me if I am to find the full potential Loki can provide. We will see Asgard fall yet.

It is not said that I am a man who would see favors unpaid. I came to you for guidance, of which you provided, so I will ask you this but once: would you have anything of me in return?

I never dance around the point, I just go for it. I'm not fond of lying unless it's funny or benefits me. And this is merely a very objective subject so you're getting honesty, aren't you a lucky duck?

[The humour was obvious in his tone but it wasn't all that genuine. He was just adding it to neutralise anything too serious here. He wasn't usually one for playing an agony aunt but he knew one day this could benefit him.]

I never said worry, just be wary. It's a healthy thing to do. But best of luck with your partnership, hopefully he won't very literally stab you in the back. [Though he does have money on the potential of that happening on either side.] If you can get Asgard to fall, I'd be very impressed. But I'm not holding my breath, I've got to be honest. It's not an easy task and I've seen so man determined men fail.

Anything in return? [He's quiet for a moment, as if trying to make sure he's phrasing this right.] I helped you, I'll need you to help me one day. I can't say how or when yet but I'll need it. So for now, how about we just say you owe me a favour?

[I stormed Asgard once, and with success - Malekith could say it. He could gloat and boast of the lives he took.

But it's really a tactic only useful against those who would be appalled by the information, isn't it? To share it with someone who would take the enjoyment of it, just as he would... Well. It makes for a good story to tell.]

A favor. [This, though. It could have very serious repercussions.]

... I accept. Come to me with whatever task you need done. I will see to it.

I'm glad we have an understand, a gentlemen's agreement, if you will.

[He would of shook hands but alas, distance was such a harsh mistress some days. Still, a favour could prove useful in the future, especially with what he had planned. But that didn't mean he wanted to be entirely out of the game while waiting around, oh no, he liked to hit the ground running.]

Of course, you're still welcome to come to me any time you need me. I don't mind tossing you some free help, if it's worth my time.

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