[ Unexpected hour means Alistair is not, initially, alone. But he's not really half bad at the subterfuge thing these days. The little voice hasn't even finished his name before he's standing up, scraping his chair as loudly as possible on the way, and saying something noisy to those present—Wardens—about needing to go find something to eat.
It's thirty seconds after that that he actually answers, quietly, from somewhere more abandoned. ]
What was that?
[ He knows what Kieran said. But he needs to stall a little longer to weigh the boy's trust against the possibility of Morrigan eating him head first. Maybe, he thinks—maybe Kieran just wants to buy her a birthday present. Does she have a birthday? How does that even work— ]
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It's thirty seconds after that that he actually answers, quietly, from somewhere more abandoned. ]
What was that?
[ He knows what Kieran said. But he needs to stall a little longer to weigh the boy's trust against the possibility of Morrigan eating him head first. Maybe, he thinks—maybe Kieran just wants to buy her a birthday present. Does she have a birthday? How does that even work— ]