Mm. [Thomas rubs ruefully at his chin, making a show of seriously considering the offer.] You offer me a kindness, sir, but one I must decline. I shouldn't like to keep you here all day, [he says, smile broadening to offer Wolfwood a glimpse of white teeth.

He knows the long history of paid confessions. It had been a long, profitable game, and it's one he doesn't doubt he would have indulged in himself, given the opportunity.] But I am curious - what is the greatest amount you have charged to one given man? Or one given woman, for that matter.

[They are lovely creatures, but not at all exempt from sin, which makes their company all the more treasured, in Thomas' educated opinion.]