[Because they ended up dead, or rotting behind bars. Fine by him, though.
And he could expound on that—and under compulsion to share, he might just, if asked—but the conversation turns towards her, and Henry is ever compelled to hear someone else’s story. To see what he can learn, yes, but most temptingly, to know what might unravel if he prods just right. She seems a bit like the reticent sort, so maybe it’ll get him nowhere, but he may as well try.]
Really? What was your father like, then?
[Belatedly, he gestures at the empty seat across from him.]
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No. It didn't. You could argue it made it worse.
[Because they ended up dead, or rotting behind bars. Fine by him, though.
And he could expound on that—and under compulsion to share, he might just, if asked—but the conversation turns towards her, and Henry is ever compelled to hear someone else’s story. To see what he can learn, yes, but most temptingly, to know what might unravel if he prods just right. She seems a bit like the reticent sort, so maybe it’ll get him nowhere, but he may as well try.]
Really? What was your father like, then?
[Belatedly, he gestures at the empty seat across from him.]
You can sit if you want, too.