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[Is Lark going to tell him the things he's heard in the fog? Nnnnope not right now. Instead he hands him a file.]

This is yours.

I read half of it. The other half is yours to keep or not to yourself. And... I'm sorry for the half I did read. I shouldn't have.

[ Oh, he isn't taking that file. Absolutely not. ]

An apology. That indicates you feel you've somehow trespassed against me, no?

Is half a trespass less awful than a complete one in your mind, then?

Yes. Obviously. A flesh wound is better than slitting someone's throat.

That depends on the person, doesn't it?

Perhaps someone wanted to die? They'd be rather disappointed with a flesh wound.

Would you prefer I'd read it all, then?

If you were going to: yes.

In my own line of work, I would say 'what use is half a confession?'

Edited 2024-08-24 01:06 (UTC)

It's your history. I'd rather hear it from you, not the Admiral.

Something you somehow didn't consider until you were halfway through.

[ There's nothing sharp in his tone as he speaks, no, he keeps it jovial and light, but there's sharpness in his mismatched eyes. ]

Mmhmm. Which was a mistake. I was reacting to something else and you didn't deserve that.

[ That earns him a laugh. ]

So it wasn't even me, then! How delightful to hear. Though... can you really say what I deserve, with half an understanding?

So you don't think you deserve a chance to speak for yourself? Interesting.

[ That just earns him a laugh that does reach his eyes. ]

An interesting supposition.

[ Get better bait, Warden. ]

I'm echoing back what I'm hearing.

Are you? How remarkable, sir.

So? Are you interested in the Admiral's take on you or not?

Currently, I am interested in why you stopped midway.

[He frowns. It takes a moment, even for Lark, to put it into words.]

It felt like a violation.

None of my wardens ever read my file. I manipulated and fought and argued and begged them all out of it.

So... you got cold feet, then? It was a matter of your comfort. Fair enough, I suppose.

[ A quick smile. ]

Should I walk the rest of the way in, incidentally, sir? Or shall we continue to chat at the entryway?

Edited 2024-08-24 01:49 (UTC)

[It's his turn to laugh]

Oh no, it's not a matter of my comfort. It's my attempt at empathy. I struggle with that.

But please. Come sit down.

Edited 2024-08-24 01:51 (UTC)

[ Ah, Claudia. I wonder if his childhood was as sweet as you once guessed. ]

I see. So if it were up to you, your own desires, you would have finished reading it.

If I was going to let myself be the nosy asshole I am naturally? Yes.

And who am I to make a warden, one who has accomplished that which I have not, deny his own desires?

Someone who still owns his own story.

Do I?

[ His eyes flicker to the folder. ]

I would respectfully disagree, sir.

This is the Admiral's take on who you are.

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