[ Damen watches him steadily with heavy eyes. Laurent manipulated him, had known who he was since they met. He had tried to kill him, and then sought to navigate him into a corner with Nikandros and Ios as leverage. All of this was fact, but— the feelings between them were true. Even Laurent could not have designed that. ]
What I thought of you and what I know you to be now are not the same.
[ He reaches over, pressing his fingers against Laurent's fine-bred wrist, where gold would rest had they kept their cuffs. It is a chaste, brief thing— intimate for it's sweetness. ]
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What I thought of you and what I know you to be now are not the same.
[ He reaches over, pressing his fingers against Laurent's fine-bred wrist, where gold would rest had they kept their cuffs. It is a chaste, brief thing— intimate for it's sweetness. ]
I should let you rest.