This fic is an utter delight! As with everyone else who's left a comment, my heart was utterly charmed by Drumknott and his fearless, meticulous mousie.
My mental image of Daffale is, like, if McClain at the end of Die Hard was a Jack Russell terrier.
And I love how Downey went into the Oblong Office thinking "Terrifying poisonous daemon is proof once and for all that my soul is more Assassin than Dog-botherer's!!!!"...only to get reminded that he's still not The Stealthiest Asshole in the Room.
I was very deliberately cruel to Downey, one-upping him with the Patrician's scarier-than-yours daemon. Daffale I imagined as sort of like a scruffy border terrier/Jack Russell mix, so good call. I've not watched Die Hard. I know. I'm the only one.
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