The temptation to ask which tricks presents itself and is summarily dismissed.

"Well enough," is the customary answer, isn't it?

At his feet, Noose's feet kick in a half-hearted attempt to shift position. Ellis' boot lifts slightly in answer as he tugs the thread taut, pauses a moment to check his handiwork before continuing, "I've no one to seek revenge on, and I haven't argued with the Ambassador, so I've no complaints."

That's the bar to beat at present, Ellis believes.