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[argueandadjudge]

There are few places in this world to which I feel bound, fewer still where I might say I truly belong and Whitechapel is one of them. It is in that borough I make good my life and where my purpose lies. The protection of its streets may seem a small matter to you but, to me, it is nothing less than paramount.

Yet you seek to snatch me away from them. You would have me removed elsewhere to the benefit of none but yourself. For your own... amusements. 

We cannot work together if we are at cross-purposes.

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[flinthearted]

I would argue that you need not share any common goals with the one who has so heedlessly uprooted you. Indeed, I think it entirely possible to find some benefit for yourself in his or her machinations, though you neither appreciate nor endorse their motives.

[argueandadjudge]

Those few benefits I might gain for myself under these circumstances matter very little to me, sir. It is Whitechapel that concerns me and the condition of it upon my return.

Should I return. [Reid's fate has yet to be decided. For all he knows, he may never see London again.] If I might be allowed to.

That that decision is out of my hands -- rankles.

[flinthearted]

[ He inclines his head at the other man's last word, with a wry expression that suggests it certainly resonates with him. ]

Being unceremoniously thrust into a state of purgatory does make one less inclined to reconcile with one's new surroundings.

[argueandadjudge]

Quite so, sir, yes. I confess a great deal of resentment on my part. [In short, he loathes this, this sudden vulnerability, the helplessness that comes with it.]

[flinthearted]

[ He guesses that this seemingly straightforward confession barely sounds the depths of the man's frustration; he has his own dark well of that. ]

Given your clear devotion to Whitechapel and its security, might I assume that you are a constable there?

[argueandadjudge]

I'm an inspector thereabouts and the head of my division, so you see my devotion is not unfounded. [Indeed, Reid can hardly recall all those times he's nearly lost his life while in pursuit of his duties.] Though I'm certain more than a few of my peers might describe me as overzealous in my work. [Even obsessed and Reid would hardly argue against it.]

[flinthearted]

You have described yourself as a man of singular purpose; perhaps your peers merely lack the same focus. It's easy enough for men to name another overzealous when their own characters perpetually suffer from a dearth of zeal.

hello~

[thequitecontrary]

I don't believe that these muns have any desire to work with us. It is all about their desires, not about what is good for you or for the people you may protect.