[ Yes, it was a joke, and Martin is smiling – but he seems to consider it for a moment. Gritty retro reality aside, there are perks. He shrugs. ] I can sleep here, so there’s that. Don’t think I’m being chased by things that are actively trying to kill me. Or him. [ It’s weird, how much emotion can be poured into such a small word. A clipped sound slips from his lips, and his brows furrow. ] Well. Yet. God – I've probably spoken it into reality. Erg. [ Lamentations aside, and conversation in mind he quickly adds: ] That’s not. Not what I can actually do, to be clear. If we’re discussing abilities.
[ It’s weird, thinking about the Fears as such, but Martin enjoys a good bit of investigation when he’s not in present danger. Something in his expression shifts, the inevitable shadow of doubt. ]
I don’t know. I’m not special. Important. [ Adrian, you’ve formerly been introduced to Martin’s abysmal self-esteem. It’s also why certain Patrons favor him. He doesn’t know him, not really, but Martin’s always been an okay enough study ] You seem alright enough. [ He ducks his head to hide the grin that came from such a glowing compliment. He's joking. ] John, though... fits that? The Eye was very generous. Then there was the whole demigod thing, but that is not important. [ Bitter and rushed, it is obviously important. ] Anyway.
I can vanish at will. It has its perks in awkward situations, but that’s it. Peter could cast people into The Lonely, but I think that's because his family actively worshipped it for generations? [ Who knows, if he goes wandering the Fringes enough, he might just get a power up. Or lose himself. WHO KNOWS??? Arguably, he might...not...be able to die. Not that he actively considers it a Thing. ] God, he was such an ass.
[ Oh, he might actually feel a pang of sympathy. ] I'm sorry, Adrian. Sometimes it's hard to trust the right people. [ Martin raises a brow, and some of the softness in his tone sharpens in irony ] My condolences to Lady Fern. [ Fern let Martin buy you a drink in commiseration. ] He keeps me busy enough. If something isn't actively trying to hurt him, he's quite keen to find a way.
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[ It’s weird, thinking about the Fears as such, but Martin enjoys a good bit of investigation when he’s not in present danger. Something in his expression shifts, the inevitable shadow of doubt. ]
I don’t know. I’m not special. Important. [ Adrian, you’ve formerly been introduced to Martin’s abysmal self-esteem. It’s also why certain Patrons favor him. He doesn’t know him, not really, but Martin’s always been an okay enough study ] You seem alright enough. [ He ducks his head to hide the grin that came from such a glowing compliment. He's joking. ] John, though... fits that? The Eye was very generous. Then there was the whole demigod thing, but that is not important. [ Bitter and rushed, it is obviously important. ] Anyway.
I can vanish at will. It has its perks in awkward situations, but that’s it. Peter could cast people into The Lonely, but I think that's because his family actively worshipped it for generations? [ Who knows, if he goes wandering the Fringes enough, he might just get a power up. Or lose himself. WHO KNOWS??? Arguably, he might...not...be able to die. Not that he actively considers it a Thing. ] God, he was such an ass.
[ Oh, he might actually feel a pang of sympathy. ] I'm sorry, Adrian. Sometimes it's hard to trust the right people. [ Martin raises a brow, and some of the softness in his tone sharpens in irony ] My condolences to Lady Fern. [ Fern let Martin buy you a drink in commiseration. ] He keeps me busy enough. If something isn't actively trying to hurt him, he's quite keen to find a way.