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[somatosensory]

( he could argue with her. a part of him wants to, honestly, because there's no way cesare could consider himself the wounded party, not with what's been revealed. but gilia hadn't known that at the time, he assumes. couldn't have with how horrified she'd been. )

He didn't say anything. ( a note of confusion, now. light, but there.

was he ever going to say anything? or was this just another danny situation, where he swallowed it down until it exploded. )

[seaboard]

I told him not to. The fault, the deed, is mine. Much as my desire was, at it's truth, to protect him, safe guard him against that - wretch of a creature.

[ It's hissed, vicious, hungry, furious, that slow wrap of poison tendrils that has ensnared her heart. ]

The wrong too, is mine.

[somatosensory]

I don't think he wants to be protected from him, Gilia.

[seaboard]

He can no more see his faults, I suspect, than I could stop what lay between Cesare and I.

[ But she needs to admit it, the vindictiveness that had laid at the core of it. ]

That is what I laid upon him, bound by all our blood.

Daniel must always be loyal to Murphy and must never betray him.

Or he will be damned for this life and every life afterwards, to always lose Murphy.

[somatosensory]

I hope your oath has a flexible definition of betrayal.

[seaboard]

That - that is for Murphy's heart to decide. As per these oaths, it is the person who is betrayed whose emotion decides what is and is not a betrayal.

[ So as long as Daniel doesn't break Murphy's heart, they're good right??? ]

[somatosensory]

And your involvement doesn't complicate that?

[seaboard]

As it stands I am not sure what part of it has connected to me. Whether it is the vow itself, or only that to hold them to it, part of me has entwined to them.

I feel them both, now.

[somatosensory]

That can't be easy.

( danny, is after all, crazier than a box of frogs. )

[seaboard]

It was certainly not the outcome I wanted, by any means.

[somatosensory]

I believe you.

[seaboard]

But I am sure...

... I am sure with time, if I could manage containing the sea inside of myself....

... I can come to reign in the impulses of Daniel Johnson.

[ Fathomless, bottomless pit of a creature that he is. ]

[somatosensory]

( sincerely: ) I think you're way too optimistic, but I'd be thrilled to be proven wrong.

[seaboard]

I must hope.

All else lays in despair, and that must not happen.

[somatosensory]

Well, if I can help in any way, you know how to reach me.