That is true, but I will likely need protection soon. There is no telling what Garlemald will do now that its Emperor is dead, and the Ascians are backed into a corner, which is likely to make them more aggressive.
[Did he know about the Ascians? She isn’t sure. It’s not so much that she doesn’t regret sparing his life, it’s that she isn’t aware she did. After saving her, killing him was the last thing on her mind.]
I’m sure I spoke to you about it at length, then. What did I say to you?
[Please tell her she didn’t mention the fairy king.]
Hrm... Ascians... the enemy. [It's a low grumble, almost a growl at mention of Garlemald, of these "Ascians". He only had a vague idea of what they sought after asking a knowledgeable Lalafellin woman he met one day when returning to the Rising Stones. Krile, if he recalled.
What was clear enough to him was that they were the enemy. That was all the knowledge he needed. And he would protect Rose if she needed it.
He did stutter though when she asked just what was said to him. He was reluctant but... to lie would be unspeakably disrespectful...
Oh kami, be merciful.]
Ah, w-well. You spoke of a "Lightwarden"? Becoming a monster... a dead man's soul... and becoming a Fairy King? [Wow, it sounds even worse said aloud by a completely sober person. Except for the next part.] ... And of how sleep was difficult for you.
[She appreciates his honesty, she really does, but she’s also mortified. Rose is going to neglect commenting on his response to the Ascians for now, in lieu of focusing on smoothing this out the best she can.]
All I ask is that you please forget what you can. I hadn’t expected to encounter anybody I knew, much less anybody who was a friend, and I got carried away.
[If she’s lucky, he’ll dismiss the ramblings as an overactive imagination. She’d much rather him think her crazy than know the truth, although she’s not quite sure why.]
[And then there’s that last part. There’s no lying away that last part.]
Sleep is difficult for me, yes. To anyone who knows half of what I’ve seen, that shouldn’t be a surprise.
You did. [Said with a stoic nod. You know. THAT nod. He would quickly reassure her that he would not speak of what he heard to a soul and immediately expel it from his memory, but.
"Anyone who was a" what?]
... You... consider me a friend? [She considers him anything positive, that isn't a monster? Wait, no, seven hells focus, Kesi. She asked you to do something.]
Ah, er... [He cleared his throat.] You needn't worry. More regretful things than that have been said by those too deep in their cups... I'll pay it no mind from this point on. [He could promise that at least. "Fairy King", though, what a concept... straight out of a storybook it was.
His tone took a more somber turn at her sober admission of insomnia.]
I can scarce imagine. [Even if he's seen his share of horrors.] 'Tis the reason I did not blame you for your choice. [He would be a hypocrite if he did.] I was simply concerned for your safety. [He is one, in fact.]
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[Did he know about the Ascians? She isn’t sure. It’s not so much that she doesn’t regret sparing his life, it’s that she isn’t aware she did. After saving her, killing him was the last thing on her mind.]
I’m sure I spoke to you about it at length, then. What did I say to you?
[Please tell her she didn’t mention the fairy king.]
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What was clear enough to him was that they were the enemy. That was all the knowledge he needed. And he would protect Rose if she needed it.
He did stutter though when she asked just what was said to him. He was reluctant but... to lie would be unspeakably disrespectful...
Oh kami, be merciful.]
Ah, w-well. You spoke of a "Lightwarden"? Becoming a monster... a dead man's soul... and becoming a Fairy King? [Wow, it sounds even worse said aloud by a completely sober person. Except for the next part.] ... And of how sleep was difficult for you.
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[She appreciates his honesty, she really does, but she’s also mortified. Rose is going to neglect commenting on his response to the Ascians for now, in lieu of focusing on smoothing this out the best she can.]
All I ask is that you please forget what you can. I hadn’t expected to encounter anybody I knew, much less anybody who was a friend, and I got carried away.
[If she’s lucky, he’ll dismiss the ramblings as an overactive imagination. She’d much rather him think her crazy than know the truth, although she’s not quite sure why.]
[And then there’s that last part. There’s no lying away that last part.]
Sleep is difficult for me, yes. To anyone who knows half of what I’ve seen, that shouldn’t be a surprise.
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You know. THAT nod.He would quickly reassure her that he would not speak of what he heard to a soul and immediately expel it from his memory, but."Anyone who was a" what?]
... You... consider me a friend? [She considers him anything positive, that isn't a monster? Wait, no, seven hells focus, Kesi. She asked you to do something.]
Ah, er... [He cleared his throat.] You needn't worry. More regretful things than that have been said by those too deep in their cups... I'll pay it no mind from this point on. [He could promise that at least. "Fairy King", though, what a concept... straight out of a storybook it was.
His tone took a more somber turn at her sober admission of insomnia.]
I can scarce imagine. [Even if he's seen his share of horrors.] 'Tis the reason I did not blame you for your choice. [He would be a hypocrite if he did.] I was simply concerned for your safety. [He is one, in fact.]