[ And yet not legitimate enough to be invited to one of Miss Lynette's tea parties.....
What an answer though. He looks down at their ordered cups of tea, then back up at Arlecchino. Hmm. He really would have chosen something different had he known. But what's life if not an endless road of learning experiences? (Besides, if she'd really had strong opinions, she could and should have made them known earlier.) ]
I'll keep that in mind for next time. [ Then, without a pause, the same easy expression still on his face: ] Did you really think you would get past the Fortress's defenses by sending children?
[ The tea is good enough. She sips it again and everything as he moves into his next question.
The Knave lowers her mug, wrist settling comfortably on her thigh. She smiles at the provocation — that's more like it. ]
I don't believe the question warrants asking. The results speak for themselves.
[ In the end, what more could she have asked for from that trio's little excursion into the Fortress of Meropide? They uncovered valuable information — granted, with assistance from the Traveler. But Wriothesley's question is more loaded than his easygoing demeanor would suggest. ]
What is the true nature of your complaint, Wriothesley?
[ There are a couple things she can think of... but she'd like to hear what's bothering him most. ]
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What an answer though. He looks down at their ordered cups of tea, then back up at Arlecchino. Hmm. He really would have chosen something different had he known. But what's life if not an endless road of learning experiences? (Besides, if she'd really had strong opinions, she could and should have made them known earlier.) ]
I'll keep that in mind for next time. [ Then, without a pause, the same easy expression still on his face: ] Did you really think you would get past the Fortress's defenses by sending children?
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The Knave lowers her mug, wrist settling comfortably on her thigh. She smiles at the provocation — that's more like it. ]
I don't believe the question warrants asking. The results speak for themselves.
[ In the end, what more could she have asked for from that trio's little excursion into the Fortress of Meropide? They uncovered valuable information — granted, with assistance from the Traveler. But Wriothesley's question is more loaded than his easygoing demeanor would suggest. ]
What is the true nature of your complaint, Wriothesley?
[ There are a couple things she can think of... but she'd like to hear what's bothering him most. ]