[For a rare moment, Kronid is visibly at a loss for words. He stares back at Vicious, brows knitting together, he glances down to the rosary, he looks back up....
And then finally, he nods.
He could lie. But he would be swiftly undermined anyhow.]
...Yes. He's - well...I was not lying to you when I called him a ghost. The cross is...mine. He's me. He's who I was...before.
[He still doesn't name him. He can't bring himself to. For a man used to the spotlight, this one...burns.
His hand moves to his coins. Fidgeting. He's anxious.
Good. This is good.
Speak for yourself. What have you done?
Slowly, he sucks in a steadying breath, letting it out in a hiss over his pointed teeth.]
The...the talking is new. It started while I was a Shade. It's like it...woke him up. For the first time since-
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Date: 2023-04-04 02:28 am (UTC)And then finally, he nods.
He could lie. But he would be swiftly undermined anyhow.]
...Yes. He's - well...I was not lying to you when I called him a ghost. The cross is...mine. He's me. He's who I was...before.
[He still doesn't name him. He can't bring himself to. For a man used to the spotlight, this one...burns.
His hand moves to his coins. Fidgeting. He's anxious.
Good. This is good.
Speak for yourself. What have you done?
Slowly, he sucks in a steadying breath, letting it out in a hiss over his pointed teeth.]
The...the talking is new. It started while I was a Shade. It's like it...woke him up. For the first time since-
...
In a long time.