Taras sank into his chair again, thinking about that.
"She wouldn't have said it if she didn't think you would listen," he said, finally. "If she didn't think you were different than him."
That, he thought, maybe was the whole problem that Lasha had with it. It wasn't that Lasha was a bad man, which he readily admitted to and held as a point of pride. As he should.
It was the implication that Lasha was just like his father that seemed to gall him so much. Taras knew that Lasha feared it was true. Otherwise, it wouldn't have bothered him, and he have sneered and shrugged it off.
"Even if she was warning you, you already know better."
Taras turned his gaze toward Lasha, still frowning slightly.
"You wouldn't do something like that again...right?"
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Date: 2009-09-10 12:01 am (UTC)"She wouldn't have said it if she didn't think you would listen," he said, finally. "If she didn't think you were different than him."
That, he thought, maybe was the whole problem that Lasha had with it. It wasn't that Lasha was a bad man, which he readily admitted to and held as a point of pride. As he should.
It was the implication that Lasha was just like his father that seemed to gall him so much. Taras knew that Lasha feared it was true. Otherwise, it wouldn't have bothered him, and he have sneered and shrugged it off.
"Even if she was warning you, you already know better."
Taras turned his gaze toward Lasha, still frowning slightly.
"You wouldn't do something like that again...right?"