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[personal profile] necrotiem 2023-06-18 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, about that!

[Waltaquin perks up, able to easily bookmark the topic at hand and move on to the next one, if only for this short moment, and perhaps because her attention cares just as much about this subject as the topic of their mutual mysterious fixation.]

I completely lost track of myself earlier, but I actually haven't given it to her yet. Perhaps when we're finished here I could entrust it to you?

[The robots had brought her a gold ring, the inside of the band engraved with a dragon. It isn't hers - or anyone that she knows of - and so passing it on would be akin to sliding a secret into Medea's palm.]

As it stands, one test won't be enough, especially if this one was as much a failure as it seems.
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[personal profile] necrotiem 2023-06-23 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[future medea voice: it was both]

Yes, I believe you are more than capable of delivering the message and my intent behind it, knowing how she thinks of you.

[She won't speak of the gift again in Psyche's presence. If Medea passes it on or not, she'll learn the truth of it in time - as well as how much truly does pass between them. It is, really, as much a game as it is the inexplicable desire to weave these threads between them, stitch her signature there.

This harrowing interest must be friendship.
]

I'd have disposed of the vessel or made sure it was planted in the possession of another by now, as well. The most likely culprit is surely a patsy. I shall keep an eye on things...and our drinks.