[There was something about this that hit so much worse, ground it in so much more deeply, than hearing about the old Archivist shot up in the tunnels. It was a murder. It was horrible. He definitely didn't want to be working for the man involved.
But this, was... monstrous in both a personal and petty way. Where someone had such utter power over another and chose to simply go with what caused the longest, more scarring suffering.
It reminded him of-
Suddenly, the seriousness of the accusation settled like hot lead.
Martin can feel Tim shift, and hear the soft whisper of cloth against cloth. It's a few moments before fingers slide under Martin's neck and a silky cloth rests over his eyes.]
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But this, was... monstrous in both a personal and petty way. Where someone had such utter power over another and chose to simply go with what caused the longest, more scarring suffering.
It reminded him of-Suddenly, the seriousness of the accusation settled like hot lead.
Martin can feel Tim shift, and hear the soft whisper of cloth against cloth. It's a few moments before fingers slide under Martin's neck and a silky cloth rests over his eyes.]
All right. Let's... not risk you here.