[ Michel flinches minutely when the light first touches them, for a moment he's considering retreating back into the questionable safety of the hall of mirrors. But he steadies after a blink, his fingers curling more firmly around Ganymede's.
His expression is back to its more customary stoicism, at least, although in the bright light Ganymede may be able to see how flimsy that shell really is. Michel still trades a slow look of consideration as he studies Ganymede's face in return. ]
I wonder if that was really unintended.
[ No matter the means, it wouldn't be something that could have been added without a considerable amount of effort. Michel focuses himself on the logic of it for the moment. On what he had seen from Ganymede, on how unsteady he looks now. But his stare is a little too intent as if scanning Ganymede's eyes for any sign that he sees him differently now. ]
Who did you send your report to last time, after the cathedral?
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His expression is back to its more customary stoicism, at least, although in the bright light Ganymede may be able to see how flimsy that shell really is. Michel still trades a slow look of consideration as he studies Ganymede's face in return. ]
I wonder if that was really unintended.
[ No matter the means, it wouldn't be something that could have been added without a considerable amount of effort. Michel focuses himself on the logic of it for the moment. On what he had seen from Ganymede, on how unsteady he looks now. But his stare is a little too intent as if scanning Ganymede's eyes for any sign that he sees him differently now. ]
Who did you send your report to last time, after the cathedral?