Ehvar gave a slow, gradual tilt of his head and his brows furrowed slightly inwards. It was not that he did not understand what Desmond was saying. He knew exactly what the man was referencing. The point that he could not grasp was why he was thinking he could play such a game with him when that ‘card’ had already been dealt. There was also the fact that, angry as he could get over Mere’s condition, there was no way he was breaking through the chains.
The folder was taken up and, after a long suspicious look Desmond’s way, he flipped it open. The coeurl looked well enough. Alive, which was far better than what he was expecting in the first place. Of course, it was no surprise about Leto. Of course the boy did not run. Though skittish, he was still loyal.
The folder was shut, though he did notably look at the pictures a while longer before doing so. “If you are looking for my gratitude.. you will be disappointed.†The soft look in his eyes slowly faded to something more stern to hide it away. “You see… I do not have any idea what or who you are talking about.â€
The folder was taken up and, after a long suspicious look Desmond’s way, he flipped it open. The coeurl looked well enough. Alive, which was far better than what he was expecting in the first place. Of course, it was no surprise about Leto. Of course the boy did not run. Though skittish, he was still loyal.
The folder was shut, though he did notably look at the pictures a while longer before doing so. “If you are looking for my gratitude.. you will be disappointed.†The soft look in his eyes slowly faded to something more stern to hide it away. “You see… I do not have any idea what or who you are talking about.â€
