Lounging with the suspicion, maybe — offering to buy the possibility a drink so they could talk —
He glances between them. Dear Artemaeus. The repeated looks to Rutyer. Interesting. Nicola can play along with that well enough: he focuses on the older man and speaks to him as if he's Artemaeus's minder, since that seems to be more or less the case. He only belatedly glances down to notice Rutyer's hand's progress toward the knife, eyebrows quirking in surprise, so he's either not a Crow or very good at pretending not to be one.
"This" Riftwatch, "would be a strange business for him if he was."
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Lounging with the suspicion, maybe — offering to buy the possibility a drink so they could talk —
He glances between them. Dear Artemaeus. The repeated looks to Rutyer. Interesting. Nicola can play along with that well enough: he focuses on the older man and speaks to him as if he's Artemaeus's minder, since that seems to be more or less the case. He only belatedly glances down to notice Rutyer's hand's progress toward the knife, eyebrows quirking in surprise, so he's either not a Crow or very good at pretending not to be one.
"This" Riftwatch, "would be a strange business for him if he was."