[... It wasn't like what he knew of Shannon to 'not rush into' something. Not when she was so willing to help with Oscar's Box Garden Potatoes as soon as she washed up in Trench.
Discreetly, he switched their conversation to something Private. ]
[And that's as far as she's letting this conversation go, even though a fresh geyser of despair (she could've saved him she could've saved him she could've-) wells up at Oscar's words.
If she ever finds Kanon, she's going to wring his little twink neck for revealing so much to Oscar.]
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Discreetly, he switched their conversation to something Private. ]
... Is that Shannon saying this, or Yoshiya?
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Shannon cocks her head to the side, acting confused even as Sayo starts panicking on the inside.]
Er... I'm afraid I don't quite get your meaning. Who's Yoshiya?
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I heard about what happened at the beach with that monster, and how a mutual friend got stuck somewhere. Did... Do you remember any of that?
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Are you alright?
[Said lyingly like a lying liar who lies.]
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...You didn't figure out that I'm a Paleblood, did you?
[He knows liars. He is a liar-- and he knows the rules of the game of multiple entities in a single body.]
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[Shannon quizzically cocks her head to the side. Sorry, Oscar, it'll take a lot more than this to get her to crack.]
Um, my apologies, but... what do you mean by that?
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I was always pretty good at sussing out the truth. Trench made me better at it.
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Er... what does that have to do with this conversation, Oscar-san?
[Once upon a time, Sayo would've given anything to have someone confront her with the direct truth, but not like this. Not here. Not now.]
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All I wanted to say is that, if there's anything you know about what's going on with a bird we both know, I'd be interested in helping.
Also, Yoshiya didn't exactly stay on top of everything while you were busy.
[A shrug. Shannon could take it however she wanted. ]
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[And that's as far as she's letting this conversation go, even though a fresh geyser of despair (she could've saved him she could've saved him she could've-) wells up at Oscar's words.
If she ever finds Kanon, she's going to wring his little twink neck for revealing so much to Oscar.]