"You, uh. Managed to get to be less of a," Ivan fumbles around for a polite way to say stuck up hard ass with a stick up that same ass and settles on "you get to be more personal, at least." There, he's helping.

As for the attic, well. "Yeah. You should see what they've gotten shoved away up in there. I think there's a bag of scalps someone gave Great Uncle Piotr." He shudders at the image, before being reminded that he's in the time period where that sort of thing happened. Groaning, Ivan gives Duv a once-over. "So are you having a great time with this whole thing? Being a historian, I mean."