[Myr's ears twitch forward, swiveled as if to catch a predator's footstep or a crackle of leaves. It makes the force and nexus of his attention obvious--as if there could be any doubt to where he'd turn it when he's in the same room with his Bonded and any hint of trouble. (Is there a hint of trouble? Maddeningly, despite what his instincts are telling him, he's still not sure. He trusts their Bond would alert him otherwise, though he knows L perfectly capable of muting himself should the need arise.)]
I'd like, [he says, tone light and conversational yet (feeling as if he must not, cannot show his unease without something vast and unnameable collapsing around their ears),] to hear those stories. Perhaps even before talking to them--
[...But in the end it is not something he can maintain, not when everything in him wants to act otherwise.] Amatus,can you do this tonight?
[It's the suggestion, the embedded idea it's Myr on his own to ask without even the littlest input from his Bonded. Though hardly as if he's incapable of doing such a thing on his own...it would be better with L there, and here is L implying otherwise.]
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I'd like, [he says, tone light and conversational yet (feeling as if he must not, cannot show his unease without something vast and unnameable collapsing around their ears),] to hear those stories. Perhaps even before talking to them--
[...But in the end it is not something he can maintain, not when everything in him wants to act otherwise.] Amatus, can you do this tonight?
[It's the suggestion, the embedded idea it's Myr on his own to ask without even the littlest input from his Bonded. Though hardly as if he's incapable of doing such a thing on his own...it would be better with L there, and here is L implying otherwise.]