Brennan
"It's better to approach Bleys with most of a puzzle solved and let him give the last piece. It's a little extra effort, sometimes, but it gives him such joy. It's best to show him the solved puzzle, though."
Brita
"Yes. Yes. Our Extended Family is quite Large but Far Flung due to extensive Travelling. Thus, we may not Know our Kin until we Trip over them."
Celina
"I'm carrying a powerful rage for the people who lied to me routinely while I was growing up. So then I try to put it behind me and act as if what really matters is what I do next, not what has been done to me."
Conner
At the first hint of green hair, it all falls into place. A Rebman sorceror, water golems and their relationship with Gateway all add upto this latest attempt to assassinate him. Of course, it didn't explain the disintigrating arm. Then to his great delight, the whole theory fell apart in a flash of recognition.
Edan
Edan looks away, then back at Folly. "I am... likely... not the best suited to discuss the subject of God, or the ramifications of power," he says.
Folly
"I'm sorry, my husband is apparently off committing violence for reasons I don't understand, and it's your jobs to keep me from freaking out about it, okay?"
Garrett
Garrett nods at them both with a courtly smile. To Thorn, he says,"Thorn, I find myself in need of a master-at-arms," he says with genial confidence. "The men from Amber who were supposed to accomplish that task have not yet arrived. Who can you recommend?" He grins, much like his father. "And by 'recommend', I of course mean 'assign.'"
Hannah
"Finally, I want you to understand that I expect, when we're here, that you work for us. *Us*, not your mega-corporation-conglomerant-brands.*Us*. We're your customers, not your test subjects for whatever new pain treatment you want to 'monop' the market with, or whathaveyou."
Jerod
Jerod nods, apparently satisfied at the answer. "I've found that gods are notorious for ignoring what mere mortals wish them to do. It frequently devolves onto the individual to decide what they will dare to accomplish. Let us hope your efforts are successful."
Lilly
"You are correct. I am not of these parts," Lilly replies softly. She takes a moment to decide upon which of the many truths she cares to impart upon this stranger. "You may call me Lilly, though, I suppose,Dame Lilly is more in order these days. My father is a man known by some as Benedict. He too is old, powerful, and isolated, though the walls surrounding him are not quite as solid as the ones before us."
Lucas
>"Why do you call yourself 'Lucas the sincere'?"
"The remnant of an ancient variation of Thari," says Lucas. "We called it French, and in that tongue the word is 'Sant' as in 'Saint', not 'sin' -although a failure to distinguish between the two is probably my besetting fault. And the rest is the name of a saint who, for some strange reason, is often depicted as a naked child riding on a boar. One must imagine the bristles would scratch abominally."
Marius
Marius doesn't let his expression change, but he hurries in nevertheless. Not like he's expecting them to change their mind, but because he would never have called himself, "Of Rebma," despite the dreams. He represses a smile at the, "We will deal with you as you deal with us." If only the universe would be so kind, and so cruel!
Meg
> "But until then, what are you planning to tell your family?"
"Not everything," Meg sighs again. "That I still don't know who my parents are. That I'm somehow related to a bunch of strange nobles from far away in another world. And that while they're very nice in the main, they can still be dangerous."
Ossian
>"What would you do if you had a family like this?"
Ossian lowers his voice. He gives Meg a sad look. "I'd cry. For a while." he pauses.
"You will survive them all."
Paige
> "It's not easy, being friends with the Prince's wife, is it?" Jerod asks finally, the Court face put away for the time being.
"It's easy being her friend," Paige admits. "It's being her lover that may get complicated."
Robin
One corner of Robin's mouth ticks in a dark smile. Mentioning Bleys around her *while* she's wielding a knife - she's just gotta love Vere's sense of humor.
Solange
Solange lowers the trump and regards Lucas. "Every half hour or so? Just how long do you plan to be gone? Go out there, make contact if necessary, come back, twenty minutes tops. I'm not sitting around here playing mumbledy peg while you meet the mayor."
Vere
Vere smiles slightly as Avis speaks, and before Robin has a chance to answer he bows to his love. "Speech of these things is not for a man," he says piously. "I shall leave you to it, and take myself to man's affairs."
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