[ She's heard...a number of unpleasant things about Benedict. And they're probably all completely true. But with him just sitting in front of her, looking depressingly...resigned. It's hard not to feel bad for him--particularly in light of what she's learned from Atticus and Petrana. ]
It's nice to finally meet you. I am Beleth Ashara, Scoutmaster of the Inquisition.
[ She gives him a polite nod, then gestures to Ser Gareth, and then the tea. Nothing happens. She gestures again, a little more intensely, with a pointed look. Eventually, the ever downtrodden Ser Gareth moves to reluctantly poor the tea for them, giving Beleth a withering look. She'd be worried about him talking to his superiors, if she didn't fucking hate the Seekers.
So, she hands the cup of tea off to Benedict, completely ignoring Ser Gareth and the looks he was giving her. ]
You know, you came up in conversation when we were questioning your mentor. He's a bit of an ass, isn't he?
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Date: 2017-11-23 08:05 am (UTC)It's nice to finally meet you. I am Beleth Ashara, Scoutmaster of the Inquisition.
[ She gives him a polite nod, then gestures to Ser Gareth, and then the tea. Nothing happens. She gestures again, a little more intensely, with a pointed look. Eventually, the ever downtrodden Ser Gareth moves to reluctantly poor the tea for them, giving Beleth a withering look. She'd be worried about him talking to his superiors, if she didn't fucking hate the Seekers.
So, she hands the cup of tea off to Benedict, completely ignoring Ser Gareth and the looks he was giving her. ]
You know, you came up in conversation when we were questioning your mentor. He's a bit of an ass, isn't he?