Does it even matter? [ since it's looking very much like richard is adamant about continuing the charade.
he sighs, straightening up a little from his slouch when richard finally lets go of him; and then he shakes his head, immediately correcting himself with a softer, apologetic, ] Sorry, it matters to you.
Uh, Silco asked me about Henry the Sixth. And I knew beforehand that he had a relationship with someone — just, the person who told me about it didn't know I knew him, yeah? And never told me who it was with, either. But when I asked why Silco wanted to know, he told me he'd talked about it with you and wanted to know more, and he's not the type to do that just for anyone, is he? So...
[ a half-shrug; again, the deduction was a fairly obvious one to make. ]
no subject
he sighs, straightening up a little from his slouch when richard finally lets go of him; and then he shakes his head, immediately correcting himself with a softer, apologetic, ] Sorry, it matters to you.
Uh, Silco asked me about Henry the Sixth. And I knew beforehand that he had a relationship with someone — just, the person who told me about it didn't know I knew him, yeah? And never told me who it was with, either. But when I asked why Silco wanted to know, he told me he'd talked about it with you and wanted to know more, and he's not the type to do that just for anyone, is he? So...
[ a half-shrug; again, the deduction was a fairly obvious one to make. ]