[ — oh. John's eyes widen for a moment, and he sits back. the extent of Charles' abilities is nothing he knows, aside from the man's own allusions to it. he hadn't even considered that using them might have been the insinuation in his words and that... it's telling. of a couple of things. some hint of what Charles is capable of, but also the kind of man he is. to be his own mediator.
gentler, John shakes his head. speaks softly, tone apologetic. ]
Not you. People. On the ground.
[ a team, ingratiating themselves or watching from shadows or whatever it takes. Charles has already offered enough - even if were possible, there are lines John won't cross. times when even he can turn around and say too much in much the same way Charles had for him just a few minutes before. ]
Sorry. I didn't mean to — [ to what, John doesn't know, so he lets the sentence hang. but he's clearly discomfited Charles, and there's an apology necessary for that. ]
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gentler, John shakes his head. speaks softly, tone apologetic. ]
Not you. People. On the ground.
[ a team, ingratiating themselves or watching from shadows or whatever it takes. Charles has already offered enough - even if were possible, there are lines John won't cross. times when even he can turn around and say too much in much the same way Charles had for him just a few minutes before. ]
Sorry. I didn't mean to — [ to what, John doesn't know, so he lets the sentence hang. but he's clearly discomfited Charles, and there's an apology necessary for that. ]