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12.Dec.12, 01:51 AM
Opening his mouth to reply to Talian he was stopped by a fearful stutter and closed his lips as he turned to look at Aparicus. Watching the woman carefully he didn't move as she slipped past him and out the door at his back. His gaze moved back to Talian just in time to see the man's expression and he took in a deep slow breath through his nose before finally having his turn to speak.
“She's nothing to do with this, if you want to run to someone about me nosing around fine. I don't claim to own you or any living thing and I intend never to.” There was nothing but stark truth in Nejerc's voice as he stared unblinkingly at the master healer. “You lay many crimes at the feet of D'ren but I think.. You've never truly met the man have you? You clearly have personal problems, but I could care less. You're problems are your own, but this...”
He jerked his chin slightly to the side to indicate Aparicus who had just left. “Is no threat.” His voice didn't shift in volume or tone remaining stark and even. “It's between just us. I don't make threats master healer, I make promises. If you want to slander someone then I give you permission to slander me as much as you wish, but I will not stand here and listen to you slander a man you have likely truly not met, or a woman who has done nothing to hurt you despite that it appears you just hurt her instead.”
Turning he opened the door in preparation to leave and looked back at Talian again his gaze flicking over the healer. “We came here with no intention to harm you. If I hurt you with mere verbal words I apologize, but consider what could have truly happened if it were someone else.” He met the healers gaze steadily and was quiet a moment. “If you need someone to distrust and hate so much then let it be me.” He stepped out of the room and quietly closed the door behind him, the door hardly making a sound as he closed it before he moved away down the hall in search of the woman who had fled moments before.
“She's nothing to do with this, if you want to run to someone about me nosing around fine. I don't claim to own you or any living thing and I intend never to.” There was nothing but stark truth in Nejerc's voice as he stared unblinkingly at the master healer. “You lay many crimes at the feet of D'ren but I think.. You've never truly met the man have you? You clearly have personal problems, but I could care less. You're problems are your own, but this...”
He jerked his chin slightly to the side to indicate Aparicus who had just left. “Is no threat.” His voice didn't shift in volume or tone remaining stark and even. “It's between just us. I don't make threats master healer, I make promises. If you want to slander someone then I give you permission to slander me as much as you wish, but I will not stand here and listen to you slander a man you have likely truly not met, or a woman who has done nothing to hurt you despite that it appears you just hurt her instead.”
Turning he opened the door in preparation to leave and looked back at Talian again his gaze flicking over the healer. “We came here with no intention to harm you. If I hurt you with mere verbal words I apologize, but consider what could have truly happened if it were someone else.” He met the healers gaze steadily and was quiet a moment. “If you need someone to distrust and hate so much then let it be me.” He stepped out of the room and quietly closed the door behind him, the door hardly making a sound as he closed it before he moved away down the hall in search of the woman who had fled moments before.
