AUDIENCE FOR: Emet-Selch

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[ktiseos]

Naught which you could provide.

[guestservices]

Probably not.

[ a beat: ] Can try, though.

[ktiseos]

I expect there is too much you either cannot or would not say of yourself for that.

[given that as a whole they came off unwilling to say too much about themselves.

the anonymity doesn't really help, when he'd rather hear things like this from someone he's actually gotten to know.]

[guestservices]

That's pretty likely, too.

[ there's a little bit of sympathy in their voice; they turn their head, and gaze out at the water for a minute. thoughtful, if a little melancholy - and after a moment, it's their turn to cough up a petal, though they catch it rather deftly down their sleeve. ]

Thinking about him again? Your hostage.

[ktiseos]

...among others.

[it's fine. the petal coughing is mutual, though emet also quickly gets rid of it.]

[guestservices]

[ this time, they do not try to perceive. ]

What would they say? In this situation. Any of the people you're thinking about.

[ktiseos]

...I do not think they would disagree with you, which is, frankly, highly annoying.

[guestservices]

[ help they snort ]

Yeah? Sounds like I'd like this guy.

[ktiseos]

Everyone seems to.

[it's a little fond.]

[guestservices]

[ that's gay

this time, the teasing returns, but it's mild. ] You sure seem to.

[ktiseos]

...that is why he is my hostage, I am sure.

[another cough. an olive petal slips free.]

I cannot-- I refuse to allow any harm to come to him.

[guestservices]

[ aw, buddy.

they continue not to perceive it. or, well, they probably perceived but they're being polite. they've pulled one of their own petals from earlier, maybe? it's of a yellowish color. either way, they're just absently tearing it into little pieces as they talk. ]

Mm. Host likes to hit where it hurts. [ so, that makes sense. ] Iunno this guy, but, he'd probably tell you not to let any harm come to you either. Just a hunch.

[ktiseos]

I know. And I know, despite what that message last Sunday said, he would not wish for me to go to such lengths to protect him.

[still. if it was someone else or vax...]

[guestservices]

Probably not.

[ a little shrug of their shoulders. the petal tearing continues. ] Are you thinking about doing so, anyway?

[ktiseos]

... I do not desire to leap to it, no.

[but. along those lines.]

Do you have any idea of what happens to them, if we should die?

[guestservices]

... you can probably guess.

[ mm. they fold their arms as they toss the last of the petal to the wind. ] It's in the contract.

[ktiseos]

The one I do not recall in full, naturally.

[local bureaucrat Will remain annoyed about this, thank you!]

[guestservices]

[ they

just kind of look at him

for a long moment. ]

[ktiseos]

...what.

[guestservices]

....Nothing, nothing. You seem like the kind of person who asks a lot of questions, is all.

[ktiseos]

I am, but I do not have a habit of asking them pointlessly.

[he can take a hint, though.]

I don't suppose we could obtain more information on it?

[guestservices]

[ they tilt their head. ]

Ask me officially what you want to see.

[ktiseos]

As in you require a direct, clear request, or you require me to specifically ask for information on a topic within it?

[guestservices]

First one.

[ktiseos]

Fine. I wish to see this contract I signed, then.

[there is zero way it's that simple but you know what. he's in anyway.]