[So later he'll have to dig through his things to see if there's anything missing or, more likely, anything embarrassing (like a certain book he still has stashed away along with a few others) that Anders might have found. Well, that will keep him busy anyway. And distracted, which he won't complain about.]
Yes? [Ridiculous as it is, so long as Anders isn't directly questioning it he's sticking to the story. Why he doesn't know, as it's plain from the way his voice grows quiet that it's not true.] ...Me too. I was afraid that I... wouldn't get back. [Turning back to face Anders he forces a smile and shrugs.] But here I am.
[As bizarre as that feels. He should just be grateful he is and the stories are true.]
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[So later he'll have to dig through his things to see if there's anything missing or, more likely, anything embarrassing (like a certain book he still has stashed away along with a few others) that Anders might have found. Well, that will keep him busy anyway. And distracted, which he won't complain about.]
Yes? [Ridiculous as it is, so long as Anders isn't directly questioning it he's sticking to the story. Why he doesn't know, as it's plain from the way his voice grows quiet that it's not true.] ...Me too. I was afraid that I... wouldn't get back. [Turning back to face Anders he forces a smile and shrugs.] But here I am.
[As bizarre as that feels. He should just be grateful he is and the stories are true.]