[The anxiety in the air becomes almost palpable, and he ceases any further teasing then, however gentle it may have been. His attention is fixed on her completely, his fingers loosely curled around his own cup, and he nods as she takes a brief pause in the telling of her tale. He had known that they were without their parents, as he had been without his, but he had never been told the details— and had never been quite so invasive as to ask.]
And who were you before?
[His tone is as gentle as it is curious, his expression even— he realizes that what she's sharing with him is privileged information.]
no subject
And who were you before?
[His tone is as gentle as it is curious, his expression even— he realizes that what she's sharing with him is privileged information.]