Eleven blinked at the floating cup, then glanced to Lily with a fleeting attempt at a grateful smile. He took the tea first, deciding the heat and fragrance might do well to soothe the misery and residual anger pitting his stomach. At least she didn't seem to think too poorly of him, despite his general state.
"He just-" he hesitated, then took a sip of tea to calm himself. "He seemed to think I had enemies- or should."
He shook his head. "Anyway, I spoke with.." He cast a nervous glance to the window, voice dropping a little in volume. "With Archeval, after. He's always been pretty straightforward with me, and good at rationally explaining things, so that helped.."
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Date: 2021-09-21 02:21 am (UTC)"He just-" he hesitated, then took a sip of tea to calm himself. "He seemed to think I had enemies- or should."
He shook his head. "Anyway, I spoke with.." He cast a nervous glance to the window, voice dropping a little in volume. "With Archeval, after. He's always been pretty straightforward with me, and good at rationally explaining things, so that helped.."