Mzatal gave a decisive nod. I willmanage this. It cannot continue to interferewith his work. Too much is at stake.I raised an eyebrow. How do youintend to manage it?I will tell him the truth and outline theconsequences.I was surprised Mzatal didnt shrivelaway from the look I gave him. Dude.Seriously? You expect him to stopcrushing on me because you forbid it?Mzatal frowned, contemplative.Perhaps not ideal given the entanglementof human emotions, though there is no timefor it to drag on, he said, as if he actuallyknew what he was talking about. If heknows you have no interest and sees howhis distractions have affected his work, hewill subside enough for now.My withering look became glacial.Boss, youre completely awesome inmany ways, but you are so off-base withthis its not even funny. I rolled my eyes.Ive already ramped No Interest up toeleven on the dial and, at this point, hedoesnt care if his work suffers. I took abig gulp of coffee, then ran my fingersthrough my tangled hair. Let me deal withit. Normally Im not into directconfrontation with this sort of shit, buttheres isnt enough time for it to fizzle outon its own.Mzatal regarded me with that damnedunreadable mask which hed slipped on asI was talking. Great. Lords werent muchon being told they were wrong, but it hadto be said.
