"Breathing is a privilege, not a right, and the cost is determined by what words it's used on," Kaz predictably replies, though his mood shifts at the mention of Abbott. He leans on the mop he's using, utilizing it as a makeshift cane at the moment as he stands still. Shark eyes latch onto Jesper, devouring the news with satisfaction. "I'm not in the business of keeping someone on freelance payroll because it makes them happy. I'm sure someone else will scoop him up, but he doesn't have enough on us to be of use tattling secrets to them."

Wylan gingerly cleans off his equipment as the other two men handle the floors. "Not everyone actually goes to the effort of revenge, Kaz. He just got fired, of course he's upset."

"Then he shouldn't have done a poor job," Kaz replies bluntly, going back to mopping. "There. Done."

Wylan sighs. "Thanks for your help, and glad we got the job finished." He looks over at Jesper though and says in a small voice, "I'm sorry you had to do that, though. It couldn't have been pleasant to deliver news like that."