[One day, Gepard will find himself buying a box with an unusual lock, solely so that he can provide his...vaguely strained professional acquaintance-friend with lock enrichment, and when that happens he'll wonder about his life and his choices, where he started, what he's doing, and what he expects from surprising Figaro with a box with a weird lock. But that's in the future.
For now, Gepard lives in blissful ignorance, eating some eggs, perfectly content in being happy.
Then, Figaro asks that question, and Gepard freezes. The fork is halfway to his mouth. It indecisively hovers. Then, the captain puts it back on his plate. This is what happens when he lets down his guard. Figaro/Ringo/whatever else he might become asks a question, and Gepard's left feeling a little too seen.
But it's too late to run from the question, and he hates running, so...]
A little. [More than a little, but, a little. He can admit to a little.] But I did ask you for a fake name. I expected a fake name. I have no doubt you've committed crimes besides the ones I know about, so it would be stupid for you to give me your real name.
[And all of this makes total sense, and all of this is said in a reasonable tone of voice, and all of this is practical and is part of their arrangement. No problems here. Absolutely none.]
So it's not as if I'm...offended. [...it would be easier if he was offended, actually, anyway, fork goes up, food's shoved into his mouth, he can't talk, he's chewing.]
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Date: 2024-06-19 06:30 pm (UTC)For now, Gepard lives in blissful ignorance, eating some eggs, perfectly content in being happy.
Then, Figaro asks that question, and Gepard freezes. The fork is halfway to his mouth. It indecisively hovers. Then, the captain puts it back on his plate. This is what happens when he lets down his guard. Figaro/Ringo/whatever else he might become asks a question, and Gepard's left feeling a little too seen.
But it's too late to run from the question, and he hates running, so...]
A little. [More than a little, but, a little. He can admit to a little.] But I did ask you for a fake name. I expected a fake name. I have no doubt you've committed crimes besides the ones I know about, so it would be stupid for you to give me your real name.
[And all of this makes total sense, and all of this is said in a reasonable tone of voice, and all of this is practical and is part of their arrangement. No problems here. Absolutely none.]
So it's not as if I'm...offended. [...it would be easier if he was offended, actually, anyway, fork goes up, food's shoved into his mouth, he can't talk, he's chewing.]