[ He leaves it at that--not to further antagonize Lyney, but because he's turned pensive, as much as he can be given the circumstances. Because he catches that glint of feeling in Lyney's eyes, that moment that says maybe they understand each other better than they know. Should he elaborate? Let him know it's nothing to grieve? Their paths have long since diverged, him and his siblings--if there were ever tears to cry, Wriothesley can say they've long since dried.
...A good host wouldn't delve into such matters over afternoon tea. But maybe this is how they resolve what happened that day. Maybe this is how Lyney leaves his anger at the door. ]
...I don't remember them well. Wherever they are, they likely don't remember me either. [ He waves a hand dismissively. ] It was a long time ago. Nothing like what the three of you share.
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She'd like that, thank you.
[ He leaves it at that--not to further antagonize Lyney, but because he's turned pensive, as much as he can be given the circumstances. Because he catches that glint of feeling in Lyney's eyes, that moment that says maybe they understand each other better than they know. Should he elaborate? Let him know it's nothing to grieve? Their paths have long since diverged, him and his siblings--if there were ever tears to cry, Wriothesley can say they've long since dried.
...A good host wouldn't delve into such matters over afternoon tea. But maybe this is how they resolve what happened that day. Maybe this is how Lyney leaves his anger at the door. ]
...I don't remember them well. Wherever they are, they likely don't remember me either. [ He waves a hand dismissively. ] It was a long time ago. Nothing like what the three of you share.