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[dendarii]

"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."

The line has gone silent; any messages sent to this name only return an error.

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[vorbarra]

Lying with the truth. Right, okay. Let me--

[Considering he's mid-conversation with Lucy, Gregor comes off disjointed and distracted.]

[dendarii]

[ Miles quiets then, but Gregor may have the sense that he's listening. ]

[vorbarra]

[Sensing him listen, Gregor does another mental twist without stopping to wonder if it's possible and lets Miles listen directly to both his words and Lucy's as they happen, letting him watch from behind his eyes. They'll have to corroborate later, so this is easiest, right?

And it seems so very easy to do in the wake of Miles's trip into his head.]

[dendarii]

[ Goodness, that is an odd sensation. Not overriding his senses but available, like being able to swap between two different video feeds. It should probably worry him a little how easy it is. (Something indelibly forged together between them after Miles' psychic dive, indeed.) ]

[vorbarra]

Ah-- and what should I answer? [To Lucy's question about his rank. His reluctance to lie springs up again, but Gregor won't make unilateral decisions about his safety.] You've known her longer. It needn't reveal anything about you.

[dendarii]

[ He just shakes his head a little, mentally. ]

Gregor, the whole point of this is for people not to find out you're the Emperor. [ Fond, exasperated. ] Tell her you're a Vor lord. Just not THE Vor.

[vorbarra]

Alright, yes. It just feels very strange to not be Emperor to anyone but you. No damn audience for the play.

[dendarii]

[ Fondness, gentleness. ]

I know, Gregor. But this is the safest way. As the only member of ImpSec available ...

[ He also allows a private little joy leak over: not having Gregor be the Emperor for anyone but Miles. ]

[vorbarra]

[Matching affection and a trace of shy possessiveness, since that's well and truly busted for him now. Miles had seen everything.]

And here I was worried I had no right to feel so greedy of your exclusive attention. Now hush. I'll debrief you afterwards.

[He twists off the watching from behind his eyes. Gregor still instinctively prefers his privacy, and having so much of it here is making him protective of it.]

[dendarii]

Yes, sire.

[ He gives the equivalent of a mental wave and goes back to the dinner he's burning. ]