If we’re being treated with an ounce of respect at this point, I would like a book, at the very least.
Respect? I didn’t think you were one for jokes, Loki.
Y-you th-think… I-I wished t-to k-kill h-her, G-Gray? [ He whispered, as his body shook. ] .. Y-You… you know… n-nothing…
[ At Dorian’s words, Arthur felt the heaviness of his mind left; his body relaxing automatically as the foriegn thoughts were removed. He could breath again… could think again. ]
… I-I know… (gods help me, I know)
[ He made his voice as quiet as Arthur’s. ] Yes Arthur, I do. You had the option not to, and you did.
[ He tilted his head. ] Good. Perhaps you’ll remember this. If not..
I’ll be seeing you sooner than later.