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06-11-2019, 06:09 PM
Malleus was no fool. While his son was seemingly at ease with his newcomer, Malleus was not. He didn't know him so he didn't trust him. While Tsarvix's connection to the Fallen God had granted him access to the Empire, that was all it had gotten him in Malleus' opinion. Trust had to be earned. It was for that reason he was allowing this line of questioning. He wanted to see where it went. "They are trade secrets," he said with a hint of a smile. He was being deliberately vague. "And they come with the job. Someday Pyrrhic will develop them as well." This was true. Malleus couldn't claim the ability to read minds, but he was a pretty good reader of body language. Most wolves, whether they realized it or not, spoke volumes with their body. In time Pyrrhic would learn this as well. "How are you to decide which of your followers are truthful and good, if not to look inside them and see?" At this Malleus gave a slight nod of acknowledgement. That was a good assessment. "I will say it doesn't take clairvoyance to know these things. Those who are dishonest will, no matter how hard they try, look and feel dishonest. Maybe not all the time." He studied Tsarvix casually. "Perhaps they are good at hiding it. But sooner or later they'll wear the truth like a cloak and they won't be able to help it." |