NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
Loren always had a way of slotting the very important details into blase moments, and Neron's eyebrows raised a fraction at that minor bombshell. (It wasn't minor, but in these circumstances, blah, blah...) Still, patience tested, the Warden did well to keep his composure, and he tilted his head to his brother right back. "The offer still stands," he said simply. "You may not have been able to secure it, but you found it. I've no doubt you could find it again." Loren was shrewd to a fault in that way.
Blinking as his twin determined that he would be too busy to help with any burial of the man between them, Neron almost allowed himself a smirk. "Bold of you to presume I cannot choose how to spend my time," he said quietly. "I'll retrieve them shortly."
And of all things it appeared an apology was what tipped Loren over the edge. Neron met his gaze squarely, though there was no glare in his steel blue eyes. Merely acceptance and perhaps a touch of curiosity. "Understandably so. And I was guilty of manipulating you for near enough your whole life. But that isn't the case now, whether you believe it or not."
Blinking as his twin determined that he would be too busy to help with any burial of the man between them, Neron almost allowed himself a smirk. "Bold of you to presume I cannot choose how to spend my time," he said quietly. "I'll retrieve them shortly."
And of all things it appeared an apology was what tipped Loren over the edge. Neron met his gaze squarely, though there was no glare in his steel blue eyes. Merely acceptance and perhaps a touch of curiosity. "Understandably so. And I was guilty of manipulating you for near enough your whole life. But that isn't the case now, whether you believe it or not."
