[ Over crystal, there's only silence as Flint says these things, and no flicker or subtle sound to convey some attempt to interrupt. It's only once there's a dedicated pause that there's a reply.
His own pause is a half-beat, where an eyeroll could go, if one so desired. But, straight forward; ]
In the interim, identify an able member or two of the company willing to make friendly overtures with him. If he's actually as forthright as your conversation would suggest, that may afford us some advance warning should the man's impulses grow stronger.
It didn't take much encouragement to have him talking. I've no doubt he'll be grateful for more friends.
[ The faint sound of paper. Notes, being jotted down. While he does so; ]
He sought advice about keeping his condition a secret, and whether he should. Perhaps one such person should come equipped with guidance, if the leadership had a view about it.
[Fuck's sake, Flint thinks very loudly. Maybe it's loud enough to transmit into the momentary beat of silence that precedes— a long exhale through the nose, faint across the crystal. His actual answer:]
In that case, it would be beneficial for one such person to emphasize the value of keeping the thing secret to those outside this tower while being candid with those in it.
[They can't very well lead with 'Hello, this is my potentially homicidal colleague' at the fancy parties, but Maker forbid the man's neighbor not know better.]
Alright. [ He considers reiterating, a little, his impression of the elven man, but ultimately decides there are only parts of this that are truly his problem. Such as; ] I'll see about the sentry schedule.
[ Which will, despite his best attempts, have at least one Templar on it—if only because the strain of staffing makes it unavoidable, between what few mages are available to stand sentry in a hallway overnight.
Report back should you become aware of any change. Otherwise, no. Not at present.
[Maybe they'll get lucky and this one will disappear quickly. Or someone else will take it upon themselves to do the inconvenient and unpopular thing.]
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His own pause is a half-beat, where an eyeroll could go, if one so desired. But, straight forward; ]
That won't be necessary.
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In the interim, identify an able member or two of the company willing to make friendly overtures with him. If he's actually as forthright as your conversation would suggest, that may afford us some advance warning should the man's impulses grow stronger.
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It didn't take much encouragement to have him talking. I've no doubt he'll be grateful for more friends.
[ The faint sound of paper. Notes, being jotted down. While he does so; ]
He sought advice about keeping his condition a secret, and whether he should. Perhaps one such person should come equipped with guidance, if the leadership had a view about it.
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In that case, it would be beneficial for one such person to emphasize the value of keeping the thing secret to those outside this tower while being candid with those in it.
[They can't very well lead with 'Hello, this is my potentially homicidal colleague' at the fancy parties, but Maker forbid the man's neighbor not know better.]
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[ Which will, despite his best attempts, have at least one Templar on it—if only because the strain of staffing makes it unavoidable, between what few mages are available to stand sentry in a hallway overnight.
Barrow over Keen, at least. ]
Was there anything else?
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[Maybe they'll get lucky and this one will disappear quickly. Or someone else will take it upon themselves to do the inconvenient and unpopular thing.]