[ It was a long shot, he knows that. Nothing in what Verso had said or done the day before had made him think he might actually agree for Gustave to tell the others, but... still...
He sighs, long and resigned, even as he lets Verso turn his face, even as his eft arm comes up to gently curve his hand there at Verso's arm. ]
I'm not good at this, Verso. And I don't like it. Lune, Sciel, Maelle... they trust me, I can't lie to them. And the longer it goes, the worse it'll be when they find out the truth.
[ A truth even he only knows some small part of, only what he's gleaned so far from Verso's evasive answers and the journals they've picked up along the way. One of them mentions Esquie's immortal friend... it has to be him, doesn't it?
He meets Verso's eyes, searching, his own solemn and inquisitive while the gleam of faint mischief sparkles there in Verso's. ]
I won't betray your trust. But I won't betray theirs, either. There's only four of us left, we have to be able to rely on one another.
Just let me tell them I've met someone. I won't— I won't tell them your name, or anything else until you're ready, I'll tell them you're only comfortable talking to me for now, I just...
[ His fingers tighten a little on Verso's arm, his other hand coming to rest on Verso's side, curving there. ]
Don't make me lie to them, please. Especially not Maelle.
[ His small smile is as wry as the breath he huffs out. ]
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He sighs, long and resigned, even as he lets Verso turn his face, even as his eft arm comes up to gently curve his hand there at Verso's arm. ]
I'm not good at this, Verso. And I don't like it. Lune, Sciel, Maelle... they trust me, I can't lie to them. And the longer it goes, the worse it'll be when they find out the truth.
[ A truth even he only knows some small part of, only what he's gleaned so far from Verso's evasive answers and the journals they've picked up along the way. One of them mentions Esquie's immortal friend... it has to be him, doesn't it?
He meets Verso's eyes, searching, his own solemn and inquisitive while the gleam of faint mischief sparkles there in Verso's. ]
I won't betray your trust. But I won't betray theirs, either. There's only four of us left, we have to be able to rely on one another.
Just let me tell them I've met someone. I won't— I won't tell them your name, or anything else until you're ready, I'll tell them you're only comfortable talking to me for now, I just...
[ His fingers tighten a little on Verso's arm, his other hand coming to rest on Verso's side, curving there. ]
Don't make me lie to them, please. Especially not Maelle.
[ His small smile is as wry as the breath he huffs out. ]
She hates liars.