That gets an obvious eye-roll. “You would say that…” Even if he’s not quite recovered from the elephant in the room, that was… the rest of the conversation… The subject of Sherlock Holmes and the tendency for people to compare them was practically a relief by comparison. Frankly, Miss Adashino also got on his nerves, but Illyana was definitely the champion at this point, and maybe… A little higher on the scale of people he ‘tolerated’ (considered a friend) in his day to day. If only because he’d been here long enough now that she’d been around him longer. That was all… Yup. The suggestion gets a rise of his brows, and… Well, he can’t argue with that. “You know, I hadn’t thought of that… But you could be right?” That was a weird thought…
Weirder still that technically he did exist in at least one alternate universe of Waver’s own world, who was actually interested in the opportunity to speak with the mage.
Waver opened his mouth to argue her next point, because of course he would on instinct… But yeah, the fight’s half-hearted at best and his mouth slipped shut again with an awkward shrug. “Fine, you’ve made your point.” He won’t openly say she’s right. Waver would admit to mostly right at best, because he doesn’t quite know how to articulate that he also couldn’t do nothing and to say he wouldn’t make the same stupid decision again would be a lie. At least… Maybe he wouldn’t make it without stopping and thinking first, trying other things…
But he’d rather focus on her secret, especially when she spoke next. “You really think that?” He asked with a small rise of his brow at her. “Because in my experience, people who don’t have places, who don’t belong somewhere? They don’t have people who notice when they’re missing. Who give a damn when they don’t know where you went or what might’ve happened.”
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Weirder still that technically he did exist in at least one alternate universe of Waver’s own world, who was actually interested in the opportunity to speak with the mage.
Waver opened his mouth to argue her next point, because of course he would on instinct… But yeah, the fight’s half-hearted at best and his mouth slipped shut again with an awkward shrug. “Fine, you’ve made your point.” He won’t openly say she’s right. Waver would admit to mostly right at best, because he doesn’t quite know how to articulate that he also couldn’t do nothing and to say he wouldn’t make the same stupid decision again would be a lie. At least… Maybe he wouldn’t make it without stopping and thinking first, trying other things…
But he’d rather focus on her secret, especially when she spoke next. “You really think that?” He asked with a small rise of his brow at her. “Because in my experience, people who don’t have places, who don’t belong somewhere? They don’t have people who notice when they’re missing. Who give a damn when they don’t know where you went or what might’ve happened.”