[Yuan raises an eyebrow at Kratos's back, thinking that over. In the end there are too many perhapses born out of the years that stretch between them, and Yuan has to file it away as something to watch for future reference.]
[He points Kratos in the correct direction and paces him the short distance to the office. And he sees that amusement, Kratos; don't think he doesn't.]
Botta.
[Botta finishes one last thing on his papers before standing, inclining his head to both of them in turn. Kratos gets a markedly shallower acknowledgment.]
Lord Yuan. ...Kratos.
[Yuan's mouth twitches with a minuscule approximation of a wry smile.]
I'll let the two of you discuss things.
[He doesn't remove himself from the room, but he does go to the desk, sorting through what's there to see what he can handle quickly while Botta's busy.]
no subject
[He points Kratos in the correct direction and paces him the short distance to the office. And he sees that amusement, Kratos; don't think he doesn't.]
Botta.
[Botta finishes one last thing on his papers before standing, inclining his head to both of them in turn. Kratos gets a markedly shallower acknowledgment.]
Lord Yuan. ...Kratos.
[Yuan's mouth twitches with a minuscule approximation of a wry smile.]
I'll let the two of you discuss things.
[He doesn't remove himself from the room, but he does go to the desk, sorting through what's there to see what he can handle quickly while Botta's busy.]