[how he looks is.... bad! it's bad. that is a relatively fresh trauma, and he reflexively backs away from daan slightly, curled in on himself, as if afraid of his reaction.
he's-- a fake person, after all. it would be reasonable, to look at him strangely.]
[the truth behind him and jean, his history (well, lack of it, in actuality.) it's difficult to just tell people that, especially when they have had to keep you from stabbing a wizard.]
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he's-- a fake person, after all. it would be reasonable, to look at him strangely.]
I... I'm sorry-
[that he had to see it.]
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[ Holding up a hand, not to reach for him but more like the motion you'd do to coax a scared animal. Empty hand, calm. ]
You don't have to be sorry about anything. If anything, I probably should be -- I see why our last conversation was a little... strange, now.
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[the truth behind him and jean, his history (well, lack of it, in actuality.) it's difficult to just tell people that, especially when they have had to keep you from stabbing a wizard.]
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[ It's not like he's going to say he should've known or anything because he's not crazy. ]
...What happened after that? Did you get away?
[ He also now kind of feels bad about pressure-pointing this kid in the neck, given apparently there's something there. ]
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[he did very much attempt to kill gale, daan. but.]
But... she was able to run.
[so if nothing else-- if nothing else, hopefully ceres is safe.]
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That's good. A friend of yours, isn't she?
[ He mulls over that for a moment, conflicted, trying to figure out how to process any of that, what to say. ]
That much, you know for certain.
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[...]
I think that at least... once she tells the others, I can rely on them to stop her.
[they'll know not to let her do it.]
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Well, you're here now. Maybe you could get out of here and meet with her elsewhere?
Away from that island, too.
[ Maybe you can be freed from your die young curse... ]