[His expression on the other end of the line is frozen, even if Myr can't see it via crystal (couldn't see it at all, no matter what, but don't think of that.) Myr has always had the dubious honor of being the one person Vandelin trusts almost as far as he could throw him--but in the scheme of things, that still doesn't say a whole hell of a lot, and he's now reminded why.
His voice, when it returns to him, is every bit as matter-of-fact as Myr's.]
On the other hand, it might not. You don't really have the best win/loss record.
[He shouldn't relish that audible reaction. He shouldn't be thinking fuck you, turnabout is fair play. But he does, because it is, and when he isn't sure Myr hadn't only been playing along to make him lower his guard and slip the knife in all the deeper--
(He's told himself, in moments of clarity, that he needs to set that kind of paranoia aside, but it creeps back in all too easily through every crack it can find.)]
Oh, no, I'm always glad to listen. You take care.
[He shuts the crystal off, and finds that the nails of his other hand have dug nearly hard enough into his palm to draw blood.]
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His voice, when it returns to him, is every bit as matter-of-fact as Myr's.]
On the other hand, it might not. You don't really have the best win/loss record.
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I believe, [stay calm, stay even, don't let him know how much that hurt, though it's already too late,] I've taken up more than my share of your time.
Have a good afternoon.
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(He's told himself, in moments of clarity, that he needs to set that kind of paranoia aside, but it creeps back in all too easily through every crack it can find.)]
Oh, no, I'm always glad to listen. You take care.
[He shuts the crystal off, and finds that the nails of his other hand have dug nearly hard enough into his palm to draw blood.]