[There's a pause at that - her eyes flicker with more pain than surprise, as it was something she had guessed, for all that she would have wished otherwise. The fact that these were his kin does invoke something of horror, but she had guessed that he had been singing of himself, for all that she would have wished it was a tale.
Still.]
And yet not all those who are dangerous are indeed dangerous to all.
[There's a pause, and when she speaks she seems somehow smaller.]
no subject
Still.]
And yet not all those who are dangerous are indeed dangerous to all.
[There's a pause, and when she speaks she seems somehow smaller.]
This is why?