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π–žπ–”π–š π–‘π–”π–›π–Š 𝖆 π–˜π–™π–”π–“π–Š ([personal profile] ipseite) wrote in [personal profile] wythersake 2025-05-07 09:17 am (UTC)

β€œI’m sure. In the event of misadventure, of course, if I should be made unable to avail myself of discretion—”

Mlle Tavane’s recovery had gone swimmingly until, she heard, it had not.

β€œβ€”I think that you and I know the likelihood of Docteur Strange preferring those names to your own, in his urgency.” In a word: low. (Somewhere, Marcus feels a bloom of exasperated affection; this is what she considers frank and direct.) β€œAnd I, in my bias, can only think it better that you should be familiar from the beginning. Against the possibility of such an outcome.”

It’s neither assurance nor threat; he knows her to be more than capable to couch this in purposeful manipulation, even a talent of hers, but here and now she is clear-eyed and matter of fact. The facts, as she understands them, are not fair.

It is rarely otherwise.

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