He keeps his voice down – the very last thing he needs is for Reepicheep to catch wind of some insult to him and take matters into his own paws – but the words are sharp. "If you think me some soft and sheltered fool who has never known pain and loss and grief – and, aye, guilt – "
– And at this he flashes a cutting, knowing glance at them both, for even if they'd only been taking orders from their High King, their dinh, still they'd done so, and let her burn –
" – you know little enough of me I expect I can hardly take insult, for it's my own fault and no one else's, but I have loved – and lost – and grieved more than you can even imagine."
There's a hard look in the sea-gray eyes now, one that promises he'll rise to whatever argument Cuthbert wishes, and willingly.
(he’d speak sharp when he thought it were needed, and more)
"Do not deign to explain the lady to me. Have you even thought to ask her what it is she needs? Or only decided you know best?"
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He keeps his voice down – the very last thing he needs is for Reepicheep to catch wind of some insult to him and take matters into his own paws – but the words are sharp. "If you think me some soft and sheltered fool who has never known pain and loss and grief – and, aye, guilt – "
– And at this he flashes a cutting, knowing glance at them both, for even if they'd only been taking orders from their High King, their dinh, still they'd done so, and let her burn –
" – you know little enough of me I expect I can hardly take insult, for it's my own fault and no one else's, but I have loved – and lost – and grieved more than you can even imagine."
There's a hard look in the sea-gray eyes now, one that promises he'll rise to whatever argument Cuthbert wishes, and willingly.
(he’d speak sharp when he thought it were needed, and more)
"Do not deign to explain the lady to me. Have you even thought to ask her what it is she needs? Or only decided you know best?"