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[necropolitical]

The complication, then.

You've asked me several times what I do to occupy myself. My 'job'. I didn't precisely ignore you, but I may have sidestepped answering.

I don't have a 'job', per se. I have an inheritance which is [...] still substantial despite Madeline's best efforts to impoverish me. I have this, and I'm very good with money. Darius [...] helped. When we met, he made a number of advantageous introductions. Which is to say, I don't need to work.

I will never need to work.

Nor will Sergiy, though I hope to instill in him an ethic towards occupation of some kind.

[...]

My partner would be free to pursue his particular talents rather than

[...]

I do research, in part, and publication of such. I also [...] work in an advisory capacity.

This is where the complications arise. I have a reputation, which sounds ominous, really. More attributable to Darius, but it's unfortunately true - and the moment Madeline begins to react to this divorce, I'm afraid I might draw attention.

[...]

Because of you, and what I want us to be.

[...]

The media is a large consideration. For me, I don't care. It doesn't trouble me, except that it might be untenable for you. So, please, consider carefully whether you want to be made into a public spectacle. We have options, Vevay; we could remain clandestine for a while and avoid that sort of attention.

Or we could simply weather it.

The other consideration is the attention it would draw from Russia. Yes, this sounds like catastrophizing, but it isn't. I've done something, you see -

I'd do better to show you. A moment, коханий.