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06-23-2013, 01:24 AM
As always now he was quiet, introspective, until her prying question rustled him out of his contemplation of the horizon. A small smile quirked at her lips as she met his returning gaze, patient and silent as she waited for him to accept the obvious. Which, after a time, he did.
A sigh preceded the roundabout explanation of what was also potentially the obvious... but not everything. It was hedging, a tactic she'd expected, and he'd left himself open in the way he turned the answer into a question for her in turn.
"Troubled? Hmmm..." She paused, as though giving it serious thought in her own time. "I would be concerned to learn that one under my charge committed cold-blooded murder. Determined to learn the meaning behind it. Irritated that such selfish actions could spark another war against the group that already ousted you once. Concerned about the calm and nonchalant demeanor of an old aquaintance when she tells me about it. Curious as to why. One could call that mess troubled, but that's not quite what I meant." Her dark eyes were intent upon him, knowing that at least one thing she'd said was true, whether or not he wanted to admit it. Those last two.
"I promised you a story once, didn't I? When I first met you, and chose to apologize when my herdmates were harsh to your doctor and his nurse, even though they were trespassing, just as I did. I know you have questions, Mauja. Why not just ask? You might be surprised by the answers, and maybe learn something."
A sigh preceded the roundabout explanation of what was also potentially the obvious... but not everything. It was hedging, a tactic she'd expected, and he'd left himself open in the way he turned the answer into a question for her in turn.
"Troubled? Hmmm..." She paused, as though giving it serious thought in her own time. "I would be concerned to learn that one under my charge committed cold-blooded murder. Determined to learn the meaning behind it. Irritated that such selfish actions could spark another war against the group that already ousted you once. Concerned about the calm and nonchalant demeanor of an old aquaintance when she tells me about it. Curious as to why. One could call that mess troubled, but that's not quite what I meant." Her dark eyes were intent upon him, knowing that at least one thing she'd said was true, whether or not he wanted to admit it. Those last two.
"I promised you a story once, didn't I? When I first met you, and chose to apologize when my herdmates were harsh to your doctor and his nurse, even though they were trespassing, just as I did. I know you have questions, Mauja. Why not just ask? You might be surprised by the answers, and maybe learn something."
