[ His smile, for what it was, erodes away into something more sober.
Does it sound personal? Yuri can only wonder, as a man who still finds himself flummoxed when Ashe invokes Friendship™ when giving him lectures as he drags him away from fires of his own creation rather than allow him to get burned. It's difficult for him to parse just how close others might deem him to be.
He supposes that Dimitri would know better, even one who recalls some other war entirely, if only because surely the core of a person remains the same despite whatever differences there are. A weighty thought, that, but this too he shelves for later review.
It sounds as though Dimitri doubts that he's a good man. Yuri knows that feeling all too well, ponders whether the king he knows also harbors that doubt. He'd not gone mad with grief, had not done the whole laundry list of terrible things Yuri had in service of his goals.
The question is one he can't answer. After ample pause, weighted with thought, he ventures to ask— ]
Would you like to know what made me think that about him? Not a terribly long story, and it wasn't the sparing my life bit. That was more practical than anything else, considering no other yet alive knows the workings of the Silver Maiden as intimately as myself.
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Does it sound personal? Yuri can only wonder, as a man who still finds himself flummoxed when Ashe invokes Friendship™ when giving him lectures as he drags him away from fires of his own creation rather than allow him to get burned. It's difficult for him to parse just how close others might deem him to be.
He supposes that Dimitri would know better, even one who recalls some other war entirely, if only because surely the core of a person remains the same despite whatever differences there are. A weighty thought, that, but this too he shelves for later review.
It sounds as though Dimitri doubts that he's a good man. Yuri knows that feeling all too well, ponders whether the king he knows also harbors that doubt. He'd not gone mad with grief, had not done the whole laundry list of terrible things Yuri had in service of his goals.
The question is one he can't answer. After ample pause, weighted with thought, he ventures to ask— ]
Would you like to know what made me think that about him? Not a terribly long story, and it wasn't the sparing my life bit. That was more practical than anything else, considering no other yet alive knows the workings of the Silver Maiden as intimately as myself.