𝒯𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓂 𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓃, It is an immense honor, being trusted to wield a blade by someone's neck. I think of this often, while shaving my employer. It would be trivially easy to do immense harm unto another whilst partaking in such a ritual. A mere flick of the wrist, whether accident or ill-intent, and personal grooming could very quickly turn disastrous. I am, of course, confident in my ability to perform my duties without error, and I would swiftly decline the task were I not. What pride it brings, that he knows I am without claws. 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎, 𝒯.𝐹.
Prretty worrds ferr someone who wishes they had theirr claws. No judgement herre, 'a courrse. Just... interrestin' t' see.
𝑀𝓇. 𝐿𝓊𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓁, It seems I have failed to properly convey my tone. A failing on my part, and a lesson, perhaps, in remaining humble. I assure you, this was all written with positive intent. Trust is a difficult thing to earn, and I am honored to have done so. 𝐸𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓁𝓎, 𝒯.𝐹.
Well, yerr rright therre. 's difficult to earrn. Just ain't surre if yerr boss is trrustin' ya orr whateverr made ya so harrmless. Courrse I might just be prrojectin' - I'm not too good at th' fancy shiet.