The first time the notion came up in any sort of seriousness was months ago, when Master Snape went missing (and later turned up, hale and hearty as ever - which is to say, not very). He'd had to go to Grif in order to find someone who could manage with this technological bullshit, and while ultimately it had still been pointless, the fact remained that it would be to Martel's benefit to have someone around who knew what in God's name they were doing around these things.

And has remained.

And remained.

And continued to be ignored.

And so on, and so forth - until the purchase of the house in Savannah was finalized, and then it became somewhat more necessary as well as practical. Martel found himself an enterprising young gentleman to keep track of whatever he needed keeping track of, paid him well and- has largely ignored him and his work. If we're honest. Ewar keeps better track of the dutiful weekly reports than Martel does, but Ewar enjoys responsibility (not to mention opportunities to learn) and Martel enjoys delegation (not to mention time for his priorities), so it works out neatly for all involved.

Speaking of those dutiful reports, though, this one is slightly more interesting.

He adds it to the assorted orders that become 'Ewar's problem' (tell him to find out who it was, will you?) and is not expecting much of interest to come of it when he gets back, a few days later, a name.

'Tom'.

"Oh, for God's sake," he mutters, faintly amused. It's a good thing he was on his way into the nexus already.