[Silco found himself squinting just a little at the declaration of loyalty to the wife, who was not actually here in Aldrip. He also wasn't so certain of the hypocrisy of bedding that Buckingham fellow from Richard's world - Richard's other half? - while also still married. Maybe the wife was dead; he hadn't asked.]
So I can expect if she makes her way here and finds us like this that I'll be fending off a knife slipping between my ribs? [The marriage discussion was clearly a messy one, perhaps even more so than the Jinx one, though not by much.] If it's not a joke, why are we doing this, Richard? Because she isn't here or because she doesn't know how similar we are to one another?
[There were some aspects of oneself that couldn't be shown to everyone; he had the confidence to lean into being a monster. It's what those of his world expected him to be, and so he would for his own goals. It seemed to him that Richard was the same, and he didn't deny that there was considerable comfort and pleasure with someone he didn't have to justify his actions to or mince his words with.
He huffed softly at the question, reaching out to stroke a hand down the middle of Richard's back.] I would never make any public announcement. My business is mine. No, I believe she wants me and by extension you to admit we are sleeping together, that we don't avoid dropping one another's names or deflecting any further.
[Would it make things better? Probably not. She had already spat at him that she would never forgive Richard or himself for refusing to name drop in the first place.]
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So I can expect if she makes her way here and finds us like this that I'll be fending off a knife slipping between my ribs? [The marriage discussion was clearly a messy one, perhaps even more so than the Jinx one, though not by much.] If it's not a joke, why are we doing this, Richard? Because she isn't here or because she doesn't know how similar we are to one another?
[There were some aspects of oneself that couldn't be shown to everyone; he had the confidence to lean into being a monster. It's what those of his world expected him to be, and so he would for his own goals. It seemed to him that Richard was the same, and he didn't deny that there was considerable comfort and pleasure with someone he didn't have to justify his actions to or mince his words with.
He huffed softly at the question, reaching out to stroke a hand down the middle of Richard's back.] I would never make any public announcement. My business is mine. No, I believe she wants me and by extension you to admit we are sleeping together, that we don't avoid dropping one another's names or deflecting any further.
[Would it make things better? Probably not. She had already spat at him that she would never forgive Richard or himself for refusing to name drop in the first place.]