[She - she doesn't know exactly what he means by that. How many tragic backstories can a person have? A few, probably. But she suspects - it's likely his reaction, how unsettled he is, or the fact that there is really one thing she would not want it to be. Her hand shakes a little as she considers the implications.
Steady. Be rational. Because - he saw her explain it to someone. Meaning that - if that's what he saw - she has never explained that, not to anyone.]
[Her shoulders hunch a little, as she sighs, and something like relief is etched on her face, as she realized - yes, she never told that person the one terrible, unforgivable thing. She never spoke, to the person White is speaking of, of the secret of the Ninth House children.
She has not been revealed yet, because she never breathed a word of that to him.]
Ortus Nigenad, of course. The - hallucinations. It's alright. I don't mind that you saw. I only told him because I would need his help disguising them.
[... well, white is growing increasingly alarmed. okay, so harrow is for sure just wiping out any acknowledgment of this "gideon nav". aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, what is wrong with harrow's head?]
Um... uh...
[he looks up as if the ceiling will give him answers this time, even though it failed him during the trial.]
[Oh. Well. She goes sort of slack and horrified at that. No more waving him off telling him its fine, just. Stunned silence. Because she knows exactly what that means.
She had never spoken a word of that, however. She had never spoken even a word, except to her God. So how. . . how could he see a memory of her confessing to Ortus Nigenad?]
I see.
[Her heart hammers, terrified for a moment, and then her expression hardens.]
Mark me now. If you ever breathe a word of this to anyone I will kill you. First I will ruin you, and then I will watch you die. I swear it by the Tomb.
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pieces are starting to click together, and he's not sure if he likes the conclusion he's forming?]
You didn't see anything, did you.
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What did you see?
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[and white isn't so stupid that he can't remember the name—a name he's already seen earlier.]
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Steady. Be rational. Because - he saw her explain it to someone. Meaning that - if that's what he saw - she has never explained that, not to anyone.]
To whom.
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You called her Nav.
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[Her shoulders hunch a little, as she sighs, and something like relief is etched on her face, as she realized - yes, she never told that person the one terrible, unforgivable thing. She never spoke, to the person White is speaking of, of the secret of the Ninth House children.
She has not been revealed yet, because she never breathed a word of that to him.]
Ortus Nigenad, of course. The - hallucinations. It's alright. I don't mind that you saw. I only told him because I would need his help disguising them.
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Um... uh...
[he looks up as if the ceiling will give him answers this time, even though it failed him during the trial.]
What the fuck?
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Don't be concerned, please. I'm used to managing them. Where there is any doubt, I always ensure someone else sees what I see also.
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You confessed what your parents did to make you a necromancer!
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She had never spoken a word of that, however. She had never spoken even a word, except to her God. So how. . . how could he see a memory of her confessing to Ortus Nigenad?]
I see.
[Her heart hammers, terrified for a moment, and then her expression hardens.]
Mark me now. If you ever breathe a word of this to anyone I will kill you. First I will ruin you, and then I will watch you die. I swear it by the Tomb.
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All right, all right. I promise my lips are sealed.
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[So. She just. Gets up and starts walking out the door. Sorry that this. . . went so badly.]
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