[And he means that. He wouldn't hurt her; he doesn't consider it a slight for her to live, sleep, and Bond with Mello.
He glances sharply back over his shoulder at her pledge, because it seems... ambitious.]
I fully expect you to take the side of your Bonded, should it come to that... but I also expect that you wouldn't let him take this opportunity to kill me. I understand that correctly, yes?
[ She wants to say she won’t take sides, but that probably wouldn’t sound believable anyway. Alex hadn’t even been brave enough to think about a situation where she’d have to pick a side. ]
He won’t—- and I wouldn’t let him do that.
[ Her grip tightens a little, not sure how to express herself with the right words. ]
I get it, he’s my bonded, but...I care about you too. He told me he wants to make amends, and I felt it. I wouldn’t agree to something that would hurt you.
[ Her eyes snap up immediately, a reflex to being given a command. Alex hadn’t experienced Linden like this before, and it unsettles her, a gaze colder than the ocean breeze. But she meant everything she said, and if he needed her to look him in the the eye for that to come through, nervous as she might be, she would. ]
I won’t let anything happen to M, and I won’t let anything happen to you. If it goes past trying to fix things...I’ll stop it.
[He stares at her, frigid steel and lifeless stone, boring into her, looking for some lie.
She's honest, and so he sees nothing but the truth. He rubs at an eye with the heel of his hand, staring down at the shallow, weedy waters lapping at the cement beneath them.]
Tell him to bring alcohol... it doesn't matter what kind. And pills, or potions... they do. Anything poppy-derived should work for our purposes. Three days from now... I'll get us a room at a brothel.
[He tucks his hands into his pockets.]
It's a favor, to my favorite student. Mello as well.
[ He pulls away, but he agreed. That was him agreeing wasn’t it? The drugs seemed a bit extreme, and in a brothel of all places? But she figures he knows what he’s doing...
She mentally notes the to do list he has for M, thinking it was all a message he wanted passed on. It surprised her that he’d even throw a compliment in, what with the current situation—-
Mello as well
It hits her then, that he wasn’t referring to his former student. It catches her off guard, flustering her for a moment. Maybe one day she’ll get used to this kind of praise, but she can’t deny that little giddy feeling she gets when receives some. ]
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[And he means that. He wouldn't hurt her; he doesn't consider it a slight for her to live, sleep, and Bond with Mello.
He glances sharply back over his shoulder at her pledge, because it seems... ambitious.]
I fully expect you to take the side of your Bonded, should it come to that... but I also expect that you wouldn't let him take this opportunity to kill me. I understand that correctly, yes?
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He won’t—- and I wouldn’t let him do that.
[ Her grip tightens a little, not sure how to express herself with the right words. ]
I get it, he’s my bonded, but...I care about you too. He told me he wants to make amends, and I felt it. I wouldn’t agree to something that would hurt you.
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He turns.]
Look at me.
[Those cold, dark, cynical eyes wait for hers to meet them.]
Say it again, and look at me.
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I won’t let anything happen to M, and I won’t let anything happen to you. If it goes past trying to fix things...I’ll stop it.
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She's honest, and so he sees nothing but the truth. He rubs at an eye with the heel of his hand, staring down at the shallow, weedy waters lapping at the cement beneath them.]
Tell him to bring alcohol... it doesn't matter what kind. And pills, or potions... they do. Anything poppy-derived should work for our purposes. Three days from now... I'll get us a room at a brothel.
[He tucks his hands into his pockets.]
It's a favor, to my favorite student. Mello as well.
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She mentally notes the to do list he has for M, thinking it was all a message he wanted passed on. It surprised her that he’d even throw a compliment in, what with the current situation—-
Mello as well
It hits her then, that he wasn’t referring to his former student. It catches her off guard, flustering her for a moment. Maybe one day she’ll get used to this kind of praise, but she can’t deny that little giddy feeling she gets when receives some. ]
Thank you, Linden.
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He owes you.
[Said softly, more to the waves than to Alex directly.]
Don't let him forget it.