Tus is going to be King. He has... a lot of work to do still. He--
[It's the sorry that does him in. Dastan's throat closes up, and he doesn't breathe for a long time. No sound comes for quite a while--then a sharp inhaled breath.]
No. If Tus is gone, then I have to work twice as hard to get home and make things right. For Persia. For--
[Tumnus hasn't seen or heard much from Dastan or his brother since they killed him back when he was a zombie. It wasn't necessarily that he was avoiding them, per say, but he certainly hadn't sought them out.
Still, a request such as this is not so easily ignored...]
I c-cannot say that I h-have s-seen him, D-dastan lad, b-b-but I s-shall certainly t-tell y-y-you if I d-do.
[Dastan is kicking himself right now. The first thing he should have done was seek Tumnus out, as he did Malkus. It seemed he and the fawn had a lot of talking to do. Or understanding and mending, in any case.]
I am sorry you have not seen my brother, but I am sorrier still we have not spoken until now. You are well? Is there a place you would be willing to talk to me?
[Tumnus offers a faint smile, shaking his bushy head slightly.]
N-not n-n-neglected, n-no. There w-were certainly any n-number of things that c-could h-have b-been on y-your m-muh-mind.
[Quite a few things, if the man's brother had gone missing as it appeared that he had. Then the faun's ears flick and he shifts a bit from hoof to hoof, fingers fiddling absently with the string of his pan pipes.]
Ahh, y-yes, I s-suppose that w-would be j-just f-f-fine. Ummm... w-wherever is b-b-best f-for y-y-you...
[If Tumnus had been alive during his time, Dastan would have very much reminded the faun of Prince Caspian.]
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Sometimes people are culled.
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Yeah. If you can't find him anywhere the lord might have gotten rid of him.
*He hesitates, then adds terribly awkwardly.*
Sorry.
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[Excuse him, Sollux. He's feeling oddly dizzy.]
No. No. He can't--
Tus is going to be King. He has... a lot of work to do still. He--
[It's the sorry that does him in. Dastan's throat closes up, and he doesn't breathe for a long time. No sound comes for quite a while--then a sharp inhaled breath.]
No. If Tus is gone, then I have to work twice as hard to get home and make things right. For Persia. For--
[He couldn't say it. 'For family.']
Thank you, Sollux. You are a good friend.
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Yes, I have. There was no answer. I see him most every day, but not lately. Lately...
[A painful pause.]
Lately he has been oddly silent. Even with me. Tus isn't--he doesn't--
[A deep breath.]
Something is wrong, I know it. Something must have happened.
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Perhaps you should ask the staff of this place?
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Still, a request such as this is not so easily ignored...]
I c-cannot say that I h-have s-seen him, D-dastan lad, b-b-but I s-shall certainly t-tell y-y-you if I d-do.
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I have neglected you.
[Dastan is kicking himself right now. The first thing he should have done was seek Tumnus out, as he did Malkus. It seemed he and the fawn had a lot of talking to do. Or understanding and mending, in any case.]
I am sorry you have not seen my brother, but I am sorrier still we have not spoken until now. You are well? Is there a place you would be willing to talk to me?
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N-not n-n-neglected, n-no. There w-were certainly any n-number of things that c-could h-have b-been on y-your m-muh-mind.
[Quite a few things, if the man's brother had gone missing as it appeared that he had. Then the faun's ears flick and he shifts a bit from hoof to hoof, fingers fiddling absently with the string of his pan pipes.]
Ahh, y-yes, I s-suppose that w-would be j-just f-f-fine. Ummm... w-wherever is b-b-best f-for y-y-you...
[If Tumnus had been alive during his time, Dastan would have very much reminded the faun of Prince Caspian.]
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There were indeed, but that was no excuse.
No, allow me to come to you. Or--do you like tea? Drink? Perhaps talking over one of the two will help calm our nerves.
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