"I'll adhere to the same protocols they adhere to- none." Ty said with a grumble. Diamonds were, as a rule, a pain in the ass to deal with. All their talk of being 'perfect' and 'sharp' and the absolutely 'best suit'. It almost made him sick just to think about it- a thought that clearly transferred to his face as he stood there.

"I could just become a Spade, and then every job has a legitimate excuse for stabbing people." Not true, but the idea that Spades were the things that went bump in the night lingered, that was for sure. "You were be harder to find another job for- But I am sure the Spades have a need for someone to torture them in training. We might be able to manage it."