Saw you two on the network, thought this might be you asking me to tell him what he'd done without having to ask me to tell him what he'd done. If you think he needs to know I'll tell him what I saw, but also if you want that secret kept I won't spill it.
[Niles...stares at the text. He had a feeling that's how L saw it all, but seeing it written out that simply, that casually. Like it's obvious. It twists something like anger and disgust in his gut, and he knows that he can't have this conversation through letters on a screen. He learned what he needed to, and he could come back to the rest later.]
I won't tell him.
[That's what L wants and needs for now, and Niles is more than willing to oblige. M should know eventually. Hopefully, if he hears it when he's ready to, it will come like a cautionary tale rather than a prediction or a judgement.]
text; un: Linden Tailor
[The response isn't immediate. L needs time to think about every single recent development, in a way that is unusually exhausting.]
Why would you believe that? And... don't hurt him.
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[L's ambivalent about it. He doesn't know whether he's only moderately uncomfortable with it, or... something else.]
I don't know what that would accomplish. He's innocent, in all of this, as far as he remembers. Even if he did remember, it's my fault.
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I won't tell him.
[That's what L wants and needs for now, and Niles is more than willing to oblige. M should know eventually. Hopefully, if he hears it when he's ready to, it will come like a cautionary tale rather than a prediction or a judgement.]
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Thank you, I suppose. As unhappy as I am that anyone at all witnessed that, it's probably the best possible outcome.