[ A lot of it is familiar: poverty, thugs, weird gangs trying to get their use out of you. These are things that make sense to him, watching the scene play out through Vax's memories, feeling the rage and the horror. The concern is foreign, but it makes sense.
But as it fades from around him, something strange settled in the pit of his stomach, he's... curious.
He's never loved anyone or anything, but it fascinates him that it can be so destructive. ]
... [ He shifts, a little awkwardly. ] That was messed up.
[ ... well. it is a valid question. and, honestly: ]
I knew they'd never stop coming after Vex, if I didn't find a way to cut the contract. 's the largest guild on the continent - they've got hands in every city.
[ to say the least. he rubs the back of his neck again. ] Besides. We were starving. Clasp was a steady job, for a while.
[ Vax is... smart. He thinks. For a person who lives in a world with rules and consequences. Because he has someone else who's life moves with his decisions.
He tilts his head, and asks without any delicacy, ] Your parents dead?
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But as it fades from around him, something strange settled in the pit of his stomach, he's... curious.
He's never loved anyone or anything, but it fascinates him that it can be so destructive. ]
... [ He shifts, a little awkwardly. ] That was messed up.
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vax looks a little surprised, when it clears, and reaches up to rub the back of his own neck, almost absently. ]
...yeah.
[ sure fucking was!! it's not something he's really proud of, even now, but vax doesn't turn away from it. ] Clasp does shit like that.
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He's surprised that he hadn't just slithered him and his sister away from the threat, or taken care of it himself. ]
Why did you need his help?
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[ ... well. it is a valid question. and, honestly: ]
I knew they'd never stop coming after Vex, if I didn't find a way to cut the contract. 's the largest guild on the continent - they've got hands in every city.
[ to say the least. he rubs the back of his neck again. ] Besides. We were starving. Clasp was a steady job, for a while.
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He tilts his head, and asks without any delicacy, ] Your parents dead?
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My mother is. [ a beat. he snorts, and equally lacking delicacy: ] Dad's a dick.
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That sucks. [ Sorry, he doesn't know how to emote properly.
But he does look thoughtful. ]
Did you ever tell your sister?