[It's a bit later in the day, shortly before everyone is to head down to the ballroom for dinner. Nic's been looking for a certain someone. She's certainly not hard to spot, but that doesn't necessarily make her eas to find.
But when he does track her down at the chapel, the first sign of his presence is the sound of a blade being unsheathed. He's not taking a swing at her, yet. But the sword is pointed in her direction. He sure didn't have a sword last week!! But he does have one now. And he's fixing Meltryllis with a tired, distantly angry expression.]
[ Meltryllis is seated at the front of chapel, her legs drawn up somehow even with those impossible spikes. She turns at the sound of the blade, and she smiles, something complicated and enigmatic.
She's not an idiot. She can read his expression. ]
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week 2, monday
But when he does track her down at the chapel, the first sign of his presence is the sound of a blade being unsheathed. He's not taking a swing at her, yet. But the sword is pointed in her direction. He sure didn't have a sword last week!! But he does have one now. And he's fixing Meltryllis with a tired, distantly angry expression.]
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She's not an idiot. She can read his expression. ]
Oh, what's wrong?
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You killed Nia.
[It's not a question. Just a statement presented with no real emphasis.]
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Is that so? I must be special that you'll use your voice for this.
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Not denying it
[It's probably a question, but he's not exactly an expert at inflection. He's doing his best.]
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Would you believe me if I did?
[ She thinks they both know the answer to that. ]