What, they think first. Why is he asking, does he not know?
And then: no. He doesn't know.
The Knight stops.
He doesn't know.
He's never killed them, or seen them killed directly. Not as Quirrel has, as Hornet has, and they've never told him. There was never an opportunity. He hasn't asked anything that would directly lead to their discussing one of their own deaths, and they'd avoided it intentionally, for the sake of their own pride.
They hadn't thought how much they wouldn't want Lemm to know for the sake of him.
In the end, they remember to move, and gesture in a half-shrug before blindly returning to the quill-box. A lie would be bitter and potentially discoverable. Giving it with a manner of casualness might help it go through more smoothly.
no subject
And then: no. He doesn't know.
The Knight stops.
He doesn't know.
He's never killed them, or seen them killed directly. Not as Quirrel has, as Hornet has, and they've never told him. There was never an opportunity. He hasn't asked anything that would directly lead to their discussing one of their own deaths, and they'd avoided it intentionally, for the sake of their own pride.
They hadn't thought how much they wouldn't want Lemm to know for the sake of him.
In the end, they remember to move, and gesture in a half-shrug before blindly returning to the quill-box. A lie would be bitter and potentially discoverable. Giving it with a manner of casualness might help it go through more smoothly.