Date: 2021-04-19 05:22 am (UTC)
altusimperius: (god im an idiot)
Perhaps this is the end of it. Benedict's gaze falters, and he looks at the ground-- does this count as the lies he's told to get out of things, if it was a lie by omission? Should he have volunteered it the instant someone pledged loyalty to him, is it his fault for not mentioning it sooner?

All of that will become clear soon enough.

"...a couple years ago, I went to Tevinter, for personal reasons. A slave had been sold, who was... important to me. And I wanted to buy her back."

Off to a great start. A strand of hair has fallen into his face, and he tucks it self-consciously behind his ear.

"I was with a Rifter at the time, Kitty Jones. We managed to get Mic-- the slave. But we learned it was a ruse. My mother had sold her just to bait me into coming north again. She convinced me to meet with her, and..."

He sighs through his nose, lips pursed.

"...I stayed. I sent the others back south and stayed with her. While she and the other Venatori studied my shard. I... I told them about the Rifters."

He's been slowly slouching forward, and his face finally makes it into his hands, which cover his eyes.
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