It's not an entire truth; Lazarus knows it's highly likely that his other was in charge, calling every shot and making every order that mattered at all. He watches her set down her hot chocolate, resisting the urge to reach for her hands and attempt to still that trembling.
"Your other was, from what I can tell, affectionate. Perhaps she didn't view a kiss on the cheek as particularly meaningful," he offers dully. "Some people hand those out as readily as hugs, and from what I can gather from my own Echo on the subject, she just wanted to be his friend, if... if that."
He's uncertain about the whole situation's authenticity. In so many ways, it looked like three actors playing out a scene in three different plays.
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It's not an entire truth; Lazarus knows it's highly likely that his other was in charge, calling every shot and making every order that mattered at all. He watches her set down her hot chocolate, resisting the urge to reach for her hands and attempt to still that trembling.
"Your other was, from what I can tell, affectionate. Perhaps she didn't view a kiss on the cheek as particularly meaningful," he offers dully. "Some people hand those out as readily as hugs, and from what I can gather from my own Echo on the subject, she just wanted to be his friend, if... if that."
He's uncertain about the whole situation's authenticity. In so many ways, it looked like three actors playing out a scene in three different plays.