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sixfeetofdirt

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sixfeetofdirt

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Obviously, you realise that if I did trust him as little as you suggest, having someone I've barely spoken to sidle up and tell me my concerns are unfounded would make things worse, not better.

From:

lestercraft

On the contrary. I'd rather tell you which concerns are founded. No one knows John better than me, I assure you, and nearly all of it is something he would answer, if you asked the right questions.

Edited Date: 2024-02-08 09:44 am (UTC)

From:

sixfeetofdirt

So instead of trusting his word, you're asking me to trust yours.

From:

lestercraft

I'm offering you the opportunity for verifiable information, from a first-hand witness and reliable source on John's previous behaviour and actions. Someone who's seen his highs and lows.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

Verifiable how?

From:

lestercraft

Ask John. I'm sure you've noticed by now he's an abysmal liar. That hasn't changed an inch.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

I see. Well, darling, I appreciate the offer but must respectfully decline.

From:

lestercraft

Fair enough. [He can't say he didn't try, at least.] It's a standing offer, then, for if you'd ever like to corroborate something John's said to you.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

...Not that I would ever need that, if he's as incapable of dishonesty as you claim.

From:

lestercraft

Less about dishonesty and more about how some of the things we've had to explain to people before gets a remarkable amount of disbelief. Especially considering where we are.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

...Really?

Your lives seem, well, there's nothing hugely unfamiliar in what I've heard.

From:

lestercraft

In what way? Certainly we've fallen into some very domestic habits here, but in the month or so John and I knew each other before we arrived here, it was markedly unusual for us both.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

Well, he hasn't sat me down and explained the entire affair, but. The sharing of minds, the horrors of unspeakable power summoned from distant planes, the murderous cultists and so on?

Those were an unusual few months for me as well, but it's shocking how quickly one adjusts to a new normal.

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lestercraft

It's hardly sharing minds. [With the tone of this being a familiar gripe he has, not anything that Astarion's set off.] Just because he doesn't pay rent for having lived in my fucking head doesn't mean he can hear my thoughts.

...and frankly I was dealing with cultists before I met John, you can't lift a fucking rock without a mob of them scurrying away, but- that was my first personally motivated dealing with them, at any rate.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

Apologies. The cohabitation of heads, then, which I also have experience in. What I'm driving at is that whatever John has to tell me about his life to date, it's unlikely to warrant validation.

From:

lestercraft

Mm. I suppose that'll depend on how much he talks around my involvement, in that case. He can't lie but he can certainly stonewall.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

Well, either way, I don't really care. His history is his business and I have no interest in making it mine.

From:

lestercraft

[That gets a dry huff.]

I suppose we'll see what next flood brings. But- no, you're right. I've said my piece - thank you for your patience with me, still.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

This isn't patience, darling, it's boredom.

...what exactly was your preferred outcome for this conversation?

From:

lestercraft

...you know, I actually couldn't say. You're rarely the subject of gossip as much as you think you ought to be - John only tells me things when he thinks he's doing something that's horribly failing you as a warden.

[His tone is light, an easy aside.] I suppose I was just... curious, how you might react.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

[you know how often he wants to be gossiped about?? fucking never!! do not perceive him!!]

...I see. Try to actually want something from a conversation, darling, it might waste less of your time.

From:

lestercraft

Let's say I wanted to see your reaction, then. To see if you'd jump at the chance to find a way to try and undermine your warden for your own advantage, or if you thought so little of him as to consider it.

From:

sixfeetofdirt

Ha. According to you, he already believes he's doing a terrible job. Why would I need to do anything?

From:

lestercraft

Blackmail, perhaps, to put the final nail in the coffin and drive him away from you completely. Or something to prove that he's as bad as you think he might be, that your gut tells you he must be.

Or, just maybe, something that proves he isn't.

Oh- but we can't be having that of course. If we start believing people who say they want the best for us, who knows what sort of dangerous slopes that might lead to? God forbid, you might even start to want him in your life.