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Date: 2025-04-21 08:15 pm (UTC)But Liliana would never go in on something like this, and he prepared for her to thoroughly thrash the entire notion down to its very conceit...
...only to have her...acquiesce? Agree? With an almost certainly performative casualness, at that. And that tug of cynicism, of doubt, found itself settling, though, with the rest of her words. He knew she was sincere, at least about wanting to rely on the Chain Veil less, and she had shown up in the end, hadn't she?
He certainly didn't want to do this unless it was with her; and he'd suspected that would be an easy out, a convenient excuse. But if she was genuinely interested?
The next tug was in the corner of his mouth upward, Just slightly.
"Well, if even Liliana is on board," he stated, "then I am truly bereft of reasons why I shouldn't be as well. Truth be told, you wouldn't even need an oath from me to begin with. Should any of you seek me out for aid or assistance, it was already yours. But, since I do have a healthy respect for the proper order of things and neatly official boxes, yes. I will keep watch."
And he'd even be good and not make some remark about the questionable nature of that particular wording.