[ the way he exhales, relieved, when told he's not said something he shouldn't have is obvious — almost painfully so, and he finally lifts his gaze to look at richard, determined to absorb every word now, to know what actually happened in his life. ]

Oh. So he killed someone important to you. [ something hard flashes in his eyes, then, dark anger that he rarely lets show; luckily, what follows makes it burn a little less bright, knowing that in that sense, justice was served. ]

I'm glad you got your revenge. [ and he means it; he may not believe in it for himself, but for those he cares about? yeah, the bad people should be brought to justice, somehow. and in a time when a court would hardly do the job... well.

then, with a quiet, determined voice, ] I promise I won't tell anyone.