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Disappear? I can only assume that she does not refer to a magician's slight of hand, but I hesitate to believe that she would be willing to work for an institution that would be so callous with human lives – for if they would willingly do such a thing to their own agents, what would they not do to civilians?
Until our trial? That is marginally more promising, I suppose – albeit not by much. That she should assume a sever sentence as the outcome does nothing to reassure me... Is it possible to continually panic? This situation seems rather hopeless – but so have others that she has walked away from; surely she will do likewise here.
Have I ever been hung? Just what sort of a question is that, Miss Carter? I might not be sterling espionage material, but I know enough to know that being hung quite often results in the death of the person being hung – and according to reliable witnesses, I am still very much alive. If not to continue such for much longer...
Quite unpleasant? I can imagine so – but I am curious as to what makes you say so. It doesn't sound like a commonly understood statement – more as if from experience. Hanging is simply either strangulation or a broken spinal cord. While I can say that it is safe to assume that she has never had her neck broken, I can also assume that it is safe to say she has been strangled at least once. No, I cannot say that I have been hung...
Perhaps I am at fault here, perhaps I have done nothing but cause havoc in her own plans, perhaps this was one time I should have listened and stayed away – but I could not. This mess was a long time in the making, and would have inevitably needed to be dealt with. The timing is less than preferable, and the situation seems to grown only worse – but it cannot all rest upon our heads.
"Have you ever been hanged, Mr. Jarvis?"
"I can't say that I have, no."
AN: It was supposed to be somewhat humourous; but, as per usual, I'm unable to do so consciously... Maybe now that I've gotten that out of my head I can stop channeling Jarvis... Thank you for taking the time to read this. Gramercy, and God bless you!