That was not an argument she had room to speak on- it happened. The variables were many- whether or not he had the right of it, whether or not anyone had the right of it? Was irrelevant. The specific question here was Kallian. "...Who you are is an unknown."
He'd lied. About his name, about what he was before that- how much else of him had been false for the sake of his own safety? "And on that I cannot comment, nor can I speak to her taste in company. But know that if I hear a whisper, a murmur that you are guiding her intentionally or not down the path you walked? There will be a reckoning."
She cannot render him tranquil, for he is possessed. She cannot kill him, for she finds violence distasteful. But something will be done in turn. That went without saying.
By all means, though, back to bitching about Orlesian nobles. That was the rare common ground they had left. "She might have found a patron- or may yet earn one when word comes about. Though that will hold it's own dangers."
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He'd lied. About his name, about what he was before that- how much else of him had been false for the sake of his own safety? "And on that I cannot comment, nor can I speak to her taste in company. But know that if I hear a whisper, a murmur that you are guiding her intentionally or not down the path you walked? There will be a reckoning."
She cannot render him tranquil, for he is possessed. She cannot kill him, for she finds violence distasteful. But something will be done in turn. That went without saying.
By all means, though, back to bitching about Orlesian nobles. That was the rare common ground they had left. "She might have found a patron- or may yet earn one when word comes about. Though that will hold it's own dangers."