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[viking_seer]

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[knowmyplace]

[He watches for a moment, curious about that magical box. But when she hands it over, his attention is trained on the words on the page. He reads through, and though his facial expressions don't change, he's gleeful as he goes through the list of his crimes. It really was a stroke of genius. When he's finished, he hands it back to her silently.]

[viking_seer]

[ She takes it back and she puts it back in the box before closing the door. Then she looks over at him, an eyebrow raised.

She was watching him while he went through it. And the lack of an expression certainly says a lot. ]

[knowmyplace]

[He raises his eyebrows.]

You aren't going to read it?

[viking_seer]

[ She glances back before looking over at him. ]

You asked to see it. You didn't tell me you were all right with me reading it. I'm not going to assume something like that.

[ She tips her head. ]

And if you want to change it so it only opens for you, your finger, your eye? I'm more than happy to do that.

[knowmyplace]

You aren't that naive.

[Which means she has other ways of finding the truth, as he saw already. He has already switched tactics, though.]

But if you'd like to read it, I have no objections.

[viking_seer]

Not naive at all. [ Not even a little bit. ] And do you have no objections... or do you want me to read it?

[ She shakes her head. ]

I'm not interested if it's the first one.

[knowmyplace]

[Silence for a beat. Two.]

Why provide it if you don't need to read it?

[viking_seer]

[ An eyebrow raise from that. ]

Don't get me wrong: it'd be useful to read through. I'd love to hear what you think about how it's written, what it says, all of that.

[ She turns her hand. ]

But it's not worth doing something that will make you question if I mean what I say. And I'm not really interested in doing this pulling you kicking and screaming anywhere like you're a child.

[ Wry. ]

You aren't. You can make your own decisions. You know what the stakes are here. You want me to read it, fine. It's a great tool. You don't? It's not worth making this something where you just 'don't object'. If you aren't on board, there's no point.

[knowmyplace]

[He weighs his options here, but decides that he can play the game.]

Read it. I would prefer not to dance around our conversations.

[viking_seer]

[ She nods and she'll go back, open it back up, and pull out the file. She glances up before sitting down. ]

'Dancing' huh?

[ She smiles before she starts reading through the document. ]

[knowmyplace]

Would you mind if I poured another cup for myself?

[He stands just as she takes the file out and wanders back to the machine, fascinated by it though he keeps half his attention on her.]

[viking_seer]

Certainly not.

[ Focused on the file but clearly unbothered by him getting up. ]

My previous inmate actually lived here for a while. Consider this space as welcome as your own cabin.

[knowmyplace]

A lovely offer.

[He hates it. He hates that with every fiber of his being. To be holed up like some actual prisoner...absolutely not.

He pours himself another cup, humming softly to himself as he takes the opportunity to walk the room.]

[viking_seer]

[ Saga most certainly wasn't offering that. But she wants it clear that she's not afraid of him. Not even a little bit. ]

Don't worry. That isn't something I expect. Or even something I see coming down the line. David had some specific needs.

I know very well that helping you is going to be different than helping him.

[ Reading now. ]

[knowmyplace]

[Iago doesn't operate on fear. But it is disappointing to know that she is already so open. She's not stupid; she knows what she's doing. Iago is not here for it.

He lets her read as he inspects, touching nothing with the mug in his hands.]

[viking_seer]

[ She finishes her reading soon enough, and she'll close the file to put it on the table for the time being; now that it's read, by both of them, it can be tossed into the fireplace or locked away or he can even take it if he wants it. ]

Did you want to talk about it at all?

[knowmyplace]

[He raises his cup up and shrugs.]

Is there anything you'd like clarification about? Truly, it is a tragic story.

[viking_seer]

[ She tilts her head. ]

That depends on what you mean by 'clarification'. What do you find tragic about it?

[knowmyplace]

From where I ended up.

[He shakes his head.]

So many lives lost for no reason.

[viking_seer]

'No reason'?

[knowmyplace]

They could have prevented it, after all.

[A flash of a grin.]

[viking_seer]

And doesn't that imply that there was a reason? If it could be prevented.

[ No smile, but her eyes aren't harder. She's just curious where he's going with this. ]

[knowmyplace]

[He shrugs.]

I could have been given the promotion.

[And he laughs. It's not an actual solution, but a deflection is good enough."

[viking_seer]

Would that have done it?

[ She looks over at him curiously. ]

For some reason, I doubt it.

[knowmyplace]

I suppose we will never know.

[A charming, charming grin.]

Was there anything else you'd like to discuss?