[I keep thinking about how we have daddy kink jokes directly preceding plot chatting and this is supposed to be a bang thread. I'm so tired of these fools.]
Mm... and Greed mentioned that they believed it was a result of someone choosing to indulge in that way.
["That way" being murder. But Harrow had asked "What if I wish to indulge by not being killed?" and had gotten no true response, so.
He huffs out something a laugh at that.]
If that's true, they've sorely underestimated us. [Though, admittedly, more of their number seem like they would be distracted than he'd initially assumed. God. This place really isn't what he'd been looking forward to.] I have something of a theory about our hosts, but I don't have a strong basis for it yet. [He waves a hand.] If it seems to hold water, I'll share it with you later.
very dryly: ] I don't think murdering someone and framing someone else for it is my particular choice of indulgence, but, we can't always predict the wants of others.
[ this is gu yun for "i'm kinkshaming", but also: if he was going to stab someone, he probably wouldn't frame someone innocent for it. that's just gauche. stab someone to the front and get away with it like a normal person.
i mean. anyway. the theory concept gets him to give a nod, as he settles back on the bed, stretching a bit and making himself comfortable. ] Do so. [ he's curious, but... at this point he trusts childe to gather information and report on it when its pertinent, so. trust and respect, somehow; they just seem to be on the same wavelength. it's more useful to file away for later. ]
For now, let's continue to gather information, and play along. [ so much time biding. ]
[Childe don't be bitter you literally released Osial.
BUT ANYWAY. Speaking of playing along, he drags himself up, moving over to settle on top of Gu Yun with movements that are, once again, marginally more restrained than normal. Maybe he should practice archery like this, when he's 0.3% less likely to yeet himself around like a pinball in a machine. He's already turned his attention to that scar, though there's still a distracted look on his face as he traces it with his nails.]
How long do you think it will take someone to else to make a move?
[He's a little surprised they haven't already, honestly. Then again, Molly's heart seems softer than he expected, so who knows.]
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Mm... and Greed mentioned that they believed it was a result of someone choosing to indulge in that way.
["That way" being murder. But Harrow had asked "What if I wish to indulge by not being killed?" and had gotten no true response, so.
He huffs out something a laugh at that.]
If that's true, they've sorely underestimated us. [Though, admittedly, more of their number seem like they would be distracted than he'd initially assumed. God. This place really isn't what he'd been looking forward to.] I have something of a theory about our hosts, but I don't have a strong basis for it yet. [He waves a hand.] If it seems to hold water, I'll share it with you later.
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very dryly: ] I don't think murdering someone and framing someone else for it is my particular choice of indulgence, but, we can't always predict the wants of others.
[ this is gu yun for "i'm kinkshaming", but also: if he was going to stab someone, he probably wouldn't frame someone innocent for it. that's just gauche. stab someone to the front and get away with it like a normal person.
i mean. anyway. the theory concept gets him to give a nod, as he settles back on the bed, stretching a bit and making himself comfortable. ] Do so. [ he's curious, but... at this point he trusts childe to gather information and report on it when its pertinent, so. trust and respect, somehow; they just seem to be on the same wavelength. it's more useful to file away for later. ]
For now, let's continue to gather information, and play along. [ so much time biding. ]
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[Childe don't be bitter you literally released Osial.
BUT ANYWAY. Speaking of playing along, he drags himself up, moving over to settle on top of Gu Yun with movements that are, once again, marginally more restrained than normal. Maybe he should practice archery like this, when he's 0.3% less likely to yeet himself around like a pinball in a machine. He's already turned his attention to that scar, though there's still a distracted look on his face as he traces it with his nails.]
How long do you think it will take someone to else to make a move?
[He's a little surprised they haven't already, honestly. Then again, Molly's heart seems softer than he expected, so who knows.]