[ he damns his disinterest now and the fact that that was the one thing he wouldn't know now. bond nods to the mirror, answering honestly, which all of it, really, feels strange considering his life exists on deflections and little lies. to think, when it mattered, it did absolutely nothing for him. there was some sort of irony to that, he's sure q would have something to say about it, too. ]

She said your name was on a wall. With others.

[ he stares at it now, knowing that she'd be there, watching. her and the others, baffled, suspicious, ]

She said when you died, it would be stricken and no one would ever remember you.

[ a sidelong glance back to tiago, ]

I didn't ask.

[ or more obviously, by his tone, i didn't care. ]