"REMSEY"

‘How truly terrible! Who could think of doing such an awful thing? I will confess, I only read lines with references to time in them, my attention did drift a little with– the other stuff. I can’t find anything about you to dislike!’ Especially not that delightful smile, gleaming so much that Maxwell feels as if he ought to shield his eyes. 

In an offsettingly cheery tone because they’re happily able to provide an answer:

frick!!!!!!!!! you are!!! so right!!!! how??? did i never think of that before??!!

               poe is quite glad that he doesn’t have hm, a particular default or baseline to revert to, at any time; he has his protocols, but not a wired-in personality. he smiles, thin and worn, and tips his head. “ well, yes. ” admittedly, he would not so much as let remsz in through the door of his establishment, let alone allow them to look after guests. “ — but that’s hardly your fault, hardly cause for all the smashing. ”

          "Yes!”

          “Oh! I mean-- No!”

          “Or? Yes?!”

          “Uh-hum. No.”  (that is a ‘no’ to the ‘yes’)  “No,”  (that is a ‘no’ to the original statement)  “I’m sorry, no.”  (that is a double-down-emphasis ‘no’ to convey certainty! is it working?).

          “No, I mean to say--no. Or, well, I think I mean to say no.”

(it doesn’t feel like it’s working.)

          “I’m not so sure I want it to-- to-- not be my fault, you see.”

There go their emotions--emotioning. Burning hot. Worry and anxiety and needing. No space left for happiness! A smile dings back on their face like toast from a toaster.

The owner of the house is out at work. This person entering the bedroom is decidedly not them! How do you address a potential perpetrator? Do you say hello? Remsey has no pre-installed scripts for this.