Jötz grimaced and raised an eyebrow. Here was a turn of events he was not expecting, to say the least. “Vait, vait, vait,” he pleaded as he sat down on the desk’s rickety chair. To his surprise, it held his weight. “So chou ist tellink me dat dis guy had da hots fur chou great grandma-maa? Und because of dat, ve can’t kill him?! Not to mention he ist already dead, so I gots to figure out how to make him deader dan he ist now! Oooh, boy.”

Reaching up with one clawed hand, he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Vhy ist nuttink easy mit chou?” After a moment, the Jaeger was on his feet and gesticulating towards the door. “So he had a ting fur her?! So vhat?! Chou ist not her, und he knows nuttink ‘bout chou, Ivy! Not to mention dat he tinks chou ist a Heterodyne now! How to explain dat?! Und vhat vas dat about offerink him de Kestle Heterodyne?! De Kestle might have someting to say about dhat! Not to mention Baron Wulfenbach und de rest of de Jaegerkin! Ve should chust get him a body und go somevhere vhere ve gets chou arm fixed up good, ja? After all, like my own vatter said to me vonce -“

A sudden disturbing thought struck Jötz then, and before he quite knew what he was saying he drawled out, “Ivy, if dhat picture ist oft chou great-great-great-great-great-und-den-some grandma-ma… und if dhat picture ist here on his boat… und ift she vere his sveetheart…”

He looked at the young Spark full in the eye. “Vhat if he ist chou great-great-great-great-great-und-den-some [i]grandpa-pa[/i]?! Not all Sparks have great relations mit der relations! Not like da Heterodynes! If Ludd ist like de ancestors oft any oft da Fifty Families, chou could be in fur a vorld of disappointment come da next family reunion!”