I had thought that disclosing the name of a respected healer would make him more receptive as an ally. I was.... mistaken.
[This is an uncomfortable and unfamiliar situation for the Count. He's not accustomed to having to explain himself to anyone. He is less accustomed to making mistakes, let along having to admit them to someone he has agreed to call partner. A significant portion of Dooku's life revolves around the conviction that he is better than the fools who surround him on a profound level.
Mistakes undermine that belief, and carry their own consequences besides. For a moment, the Count hears the memory of his Master's voice in his head, feels a reminder of the cold grip of the Dark Side curling around his throat, iron and unyielding.
This is not the first time you have proven to be clumsy, Lord Tyranus. You know the price of failure...
Dooku suppresses a shiver on the other end of the connection, and keeps his voice level and earnest.]
I apologize for causing you such inconvenience through my actions. If it is any consolation, Dixon would be unwise to attempt blackmailing you with whatever he knows of your wealth. I have reason to believe his intended project is itself rather illegal.
[The Plan is what matters. The vision is what matters. Here and now, partnership with Pinkman is key to the Plan, more important than Dooku's sizable ego and burning embarrassment. Besides, the Count is still an aristocrat at heart, and a willingness to admit fault and make recompense is part of the noble airs he has been trained since birth to put on.]
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[This is an uncomfortable and unfamiliar situation for the Count. He's not accustomed to having to explain himself to anyone. He is less accustomed to making mistakes, let along having to admit them to someone he has agreed to call partner. A significant portion of Dooku's life revolves around the conviction that he is better than the fools who surround him on a profound level.
Mistakes undermine that belief, and carry their own consequences besides. For a moment, the Count hears the memory of his Master's voice in his head, feels a reminder of the cold grip of the Dark Side curling around his throat, iron and unyielding.
This is not the first time you have proven to be clumsy, Lord Tyranus. You know the price of failure...
Dooku suppresses a shiver on the other end of the connection, and keeps his voice level and earnest.]
I apologize for causing you such inconvenience through my actions. If it is any consolation, Dixon would be unwise to attempt blackmailing you with whatever he knows of your wealth. I have reason to believe his intended project is itself rather illegal.
[The Plan is what matters. The vision is what matters. Here and now, partnership with Pinkman is key to the Plan, more important than Dooku's sizable ego and burning embarrassment. Besides, the Count is still an aristocrat at heart, and a willingness to admit fault and make recompense is part of the noble airs he has been trained since birth to put on.]