[Pure instinct saves Myr from panicking at Viren's question, because--
Well. He's known his Dragon long enough to know that objection was coming, and why, and it has nothing to do with his own simulacrum of interest in the Circle not bearing scrutiny. He deserves the irritation for getting carried away in his own faux-naivety, he thinks,
and gives his Bonded a sweet smile that's suitably abashed around the edges.
(Covers, suitably, for the moment of grief that the spell hadn't seemed to work. Though what had he been expecting for evidence of that...?)]
Never naive, dear scholar; just hoping for better from a disappointing world. [As Myr tried so hard to do himself; little wonder they'd end up together.
Though their disparate responses to that disappointment--ah. Now Myr feels a frisson of discomfort anew at Viren's question. Whatever his affection and his own hopes for the man, he isn't (ha!) blind to his Bonded's methods, nor what pragmatism might drive Viren to do.]
I don't know her. [Entirely true, fortunately.] She handed it to me and moved on without even noting I couldn't read it.
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Well. He's known his Dragon long enough to know that objection was coming, and why, and it has nothing to do with his own simulacrum of interest in the Circle not bearing scrutiny. He deserves the irritation for getting carried away in his own faux-naivety, he thinks,
and gives his Bonded a sweet smile that's suitably abashed around the edges.
(Covers, suitably, for the moment of grief that the spell hadn't seemed to work. Though what had he been expecting for evidence of that...?)]
Never naive, dear scholar; just hoping for better from a disappointing world. [As Myr tried so hard to do himself; little wonder they'd end up together.
Though their disparate responses to that disappointment--ah. Now Myr feels a frisson of discomfort anew at Viren's question. Whatever his affection and his own hopes for the man, he isn't (ha!) blind to his Bonded's methods, nor what pragmatism might drive Viren to do.]
I don't know her. [Entirely true, fortunately.] She handed it to me and moved on without even noting I couldn't read it.
You're thinking she's a threat?