This is laughable. Each answer she gives is more and more pathetic. From his corner in the shadows he remains up against the wall, arms folded as his coat rests over his shoulders and his mask adorns his face. They don't trust me could have gone her way even if it's hard to imagine anyone willing to suffer for the sake of those who don't trust her, but then she has to say she forgets who it is that don't trust her. If Childe had his way, she'd already be dead. She's completely useless, as far as he's concerned.
Before Emet-Selch can respond (and he's sure the other would not respond kindly to being called a lapdog), he lets out a low whistle. "Can't believe that you really think not saying anything is going to make a difference, girlie! Don't you get it? You got ratted out by someone you trusted. More than just your name got back to the Regent already. That's why you're already on the chopping block."
He doesn't actually know any of that, of course, but he's an excellent liar when it matters.
Moving from his position he approaches both of them, his eyes fixed on the girl. For better or for worse he doesn't continue towards her, however, coming to put a hand on the other Kenoma's shoulder and lean in, but not before directly shooting one last comment Vaeka's way for her to think on. "—that or you're a shitty member of the resistance for getting caught so easy and are doing them a service getting yourself executed. Take your pick, I'm not fussy on the narrative~."
His voice lowers as he leans his head in to be level with the Emet-Selch's now. His voice is a murmur, above a whisper but not with interest in letting any other party hear it. "You sure you want to do this? She's not worth it— and we have no bargaining chip to dangle in front of her; not even a false hope with the Regent already decided on her execution. Even if you get something out of her, it'll be a lie, and we don't have enough time to make her regret lying about it."
Still no one likes being called a lapdog, even if Childe is well used to being called one. He'd understand if the older man wanted to retaliate.
He says a little louder for Vaeka to hear with a light shrug as he stands back up.
"I mean, I could suffocate her without even having to touch her, as an alternative. No need to be messy and leave evidence on her, right?"
He's not really interested, but he'll fuck with Vaeka's head all he likes.
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Before Emet-Selch can respond (and he's sure the other would not respond kindly to being called a lapdog), he lets out a low whistle. "Can't believe that you really think not saying anything is going to make a difference, girlie! Don't you get it? You got ratted out by someone you trusted. More than just your name got back to the Regent already. That's why you're already on the chopping block."
He doesn't actually know any of that, of course, but he's an excellent liar when it matters.
Moving from his position he approaches both of them, his eyes fixed on the girl. For better or for worse he doesn't continue towards her, however, coming to put a hand on the other Kenoma's shoulder and lean in, but not before directly shooting one last comment Vaeka's way for her to think on. "—that or you're a shitty member of the resistance for getting caught so easy and are doing them a service getting yourself executed. Take your pick, I'm not fussy on the narrative~."
His voice lowers as he leans his head in to be level with the Emet-Selch's now. His voice is a murmur, above a whisper but not with interest in letting any other party hear it. "You sure you want to do this? She's not worth it— and we have no bargaining chip to dangle in front of her; not even a false hope with the Regent already decided on her execution. Even if you get something out of her, it'll be a lie, and we don't have enough time to make her regret lying about it."
Still no one likes being called a lapdog, even if Childe is well used to being called one. He'd understand if the older man wanted to retaliate.
He says a little louder for Vaeka to hear with a light shrug as he stands back up.
"I mean, I could suffocate her without even having to touch her, as an alternative. No need to be messy and leave evidence on her, right?"
He's not really interested, but he'll fuck with Vaeka's head all he likes.