Nethan takes an automatic step back, hand on the hilt of his sword. That's the weapon one of the guards described Yuan carrying while he saved the Chosen's life. That's the giant, heavy, double-ended sword no one could find among Yuan's possessions afterwards. A wing-pack -- why didn't anyone think of that?]
Why in the name of Martel didn't you present that while we were searching for it?
[The moment the question leaves Nethan's mouth, he regrets it. The answer's obvious. They'd have confiscated it and arrested him, whereupon he'd have been executed.
That's what Nethan should be doing right now, in fact. Oddly, he's finding it difficult to move.]
Chosen?
[Zelos starts.] Yes?
I -- suppose there's a reason you've been lending your weapons to a half-elf?
[It's a very flat, very obvious lie, and Nethan's keenly aware of nearly everyone in the courtyard changing their gazes from the impossible weapon to Nethan himself. It's an obvious lie, but it's also plausible deniability, and anyone here who doesn't know Yuan will either defer to Nethan's decision or try not to piss off the Chosen.]
What do you -- oh. Yep, there's a reason. He won't be able to match Kratos without some major help.
[Despite everything, Nethan's mouth quirks. He rather doubts that.] Alright then. You have everyone's attention already. Please... feel free to use it.
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Nethan takes an automatic step back, hand on the hilt of his sword. That's the weapon one of the guards described Yuan carrying while he saved the Chosen's life. That's the giant, heavy, double-ended sword no one could find among Yuan's possessions afterwards. A wing-pack -- why didn't anyone think of that?]
Why in the name of Martel didn't you present that while we were searching for it?
[The moment the question leaves Nethan's mouth, he regrets it. The answer's obvious. They'd have confiscated it and arrested him, whereupon he'd have been executed.
That's what Nethan should be doing right now, in fact. Oddly, he's finding it difficult to move.]
Chosen?
[Zelos starts.] Yes?
I -- suppose there's a reason you've been lending your weapons to a half-elf?
[It's a very flat, very obvious lie, and Nethan's keenly aware of nearly everyone in the courtyard changing their gazes from the impossible weapon to Nethan himself. It's an obvious lie, but it's also plausible deniability, and anyone here who doesn't know Yuan will either defer to Nethan's decision or try not to piss off the Chosen.]
What do you -- oh. Yep, there's a reason. He won't be able to match Kratos without some major help.
[Despite everything, Nethan's mouth quirks. He rather doubts that.] Alright then. You have everyone's attention already. Please... feel free to use it.