[Because they have both been here so long it's easy to take for granted that they will continue to be. And while Henry holds to the belief that they will not be parted, gestures like this are important. Even if one of them disappeared tomorrow, the oath — and so their bond — would still exist.]
[And it's better if she buries it completely. It's no one's issue but her own. Maketh prefers her personal failings to stay out of sight. She taps her nails against the rim of the mug.]
[Oh dear. Maketh's obsessed and not thinking clearly. What "fun" this is going to be to try dissauding her.]
Sato will be expecting retaliation from you. You are emotionally compromised and not at your best right now.
[She pauses, considering how to try to get through to Maketh.]
Why do you need to rush to deal with the situation? We are all stuck here within Hadriel's walls. There is only so far he can go, and there are few, if any, who might help him hide. There is no reason at all that your plan cannot wait until you've eaten and slept.
[Carlisle isn't the sort to reach out to people, and generally not the type to offer up his... more specialized services to just anyone; however, given the latest news on the communicators, knowing he's been able to help in similar cases before, being aware of Glacius' work with the Guard... and needing to make amends to Shadow in some way, he feels he probably should help where he can in this instance.]
Miss Tua,
With the revelation of another potential murder having been discussed on the network, I feel I should let you know where I might be able to be of service in the future. I believe I might have mentioned it to you once before, but I am skilled in scrying the dead, should another body appear and you find yourself in need of answers a corpse can no longer give you.
The gods fear their enemies are closing in. They will need more power than ever and in my experience, such individuals are hardly picky about where it comes from.
[And now she's here. Maketh considers pretending she didn't hear the knock. It's childish. But part of her feels childish - this is foolish and she doesn't need the distraction, she needs to work and no one is going to help her. So she must do it herself, she must --
That is high praise in a place like this, where trust seems a rare commodity. He does try to do his best for the city, but it is not often easy, especially in such trying times.
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