[Tired and vaguely humiliated by the fact that Myr had blithely called out affections he'd believed were subtle, it would be easier for L to leave, perhaps. He could go somewhere quiet and dark and nurse his shame, alone or at least anonymously.
What's easy has never impressed Myr. He sighs shallowly, reaching a hand once more to rest against his faun's temple.
He withdraws it almost immediately, with a short, impatient exhalation.]
It's like it was before. I haven't seen something like this... it's not even like when Light and I looked into matters for Lora Hastings.
[And given the timing, he rather expected it to be.]
I can get started. Faster than a little longer, if you want.
[It all depends on where Myr believes he'd be the most useful, at this moment in time. If that's researching, he'll go; if that's comforting, he'll be substandard, but remain.]
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What's easy has never impressed Myr. He sighs shallowly, reaching a hand once more to rest against his faun's temple.
He withdraws it almost immediately, with a short, impatient exhalation.]
It's like it was before. I haven't seen something like this... it's not even like when Light and I looked into matters for Lora Hastings.
[And given the timing, he rather expected it to be.]
I can get started. Faster than a little longer, if you want.
[It all depends on where Myr believes he'd be the most useful, at this moment in time. If that's researching, he'll go; if that's comforting, he'll be substandard, but remain.]