( the easy jest to deflect dies unsaid as she finds herself disarmed by his sincerity— not a totally unfamiliar sensation, now. she reaches for his hand, instead, and presses it briefly; brushes her thumb affectionately across his palm before she withdraws, folding both of her hands under her elbows on the table.
he’s been kind and curious from the beginning. it’s easy to take him at his word in a way it isn’t always, with just anyone. )
Minrathous was spared, ( she allows, finally, and he can probably hear the shape of what’s coming next before she says the words, ) but not Treviso.
( not a thing she’d have forgotten on her own; not a thing she could possibly forget, lucanis’s absence a rebuke whether it’s meant to be or not. )
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he’s been kind and curious from the beginning. it’s easy to take him at his word in a way it isn’t always, with just anyone. )
Minrathous was spared, ( she allows, finally, and he can probably hear the shape of what’s coming next before she says the words, ) but not Treviso.
( not a thing she’d have forgotten on her own; not a thing she could possibly forget, lucanis’s absence a rebuke whether it’s meant to be or not. )