week 11; tuesday; afternoon

[tevinteriscoming]

[He'll try to catch Adam at some point when he's off on his own for a quick chat. Hands up to appear non-threatening]

Do you have a moment? Promise not to strike you unawares if you promise.

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[tevinteriscoming]

[Well. That's something. He doesn't exactly look pleased at this either; more suspicious than anything.]

But you know who this person is. I'm not asking you to tell me, just. You know their identity. For how long.

[antietam]

Since Sunday. [ He raises an eyebrow. ]

It's Jack. If you're possessed and end up killing him, I don't really care. I still don't trust him and it doesn't matter to me how important he is when he's not actually helping us at all.

[tevinteriscoming]

Vishante Kaffas! Of course it is.

[He'd actually had a vague suspicious that perhaps Jack was Kampff, based on how confidently he'd told everyone at the meeting that he knew he wasn't a souvlaki. It wasn't subtle.]

What an idiot. How many people has he told? Anyone who has known longer than a week is most likely not souvlaki. That's the part that matters to me, not whatever he may or may not be saying to save his own life.

[Wait, something occurs to him.] But he may be telling the truth. I wanted him to be the one we killed or framed. The Bull wouldn't allow it. He helped him after he was injured by Elizabeth, too. I'm a fool not to have seen he knew something about Jack I didn't.

[antietam]

But then... You should ask Bull about that. How long he knew about the role. I don't know why he'd keep it from you unless there was a threat in place. [ Well, maybe not, but he likes to believe they trusted each other well enough. ]

Anyway, he's only told a few people. I guess he's been keeping quiet about it. Which I can't say I agree with—even if he can't reveal himself, some message about it before Elizabeth's trial could have saved Frankenstein, even something about how best to kill them. He has to have information like that, but he's watching us die instead.

[tevinteriscoming]

I'll ask, but if he could tell me, I think he would have. It's clear there were restrictions he couldn't break, and maybe this was one of them. Still, the Bull is clever. He'll know a way around it if I know what to ask.

[He does actually trust that at this point, the Bull has shared anything he's able to share.]

Who else knows? Do you feel that you can tell me that without putting them at risk? If it helps, I happen to know I'm not possessed. I knew Bull was Kampff for two weeks before his trial. And there's other information I know, that I haven't shared with anyone, that the souvlaki don't have. But I can't tell you what it is, and you needn't take my word for it.

[antietam]

Elizabeth was obviously one of them. He probably told her after she was exorcised. Dave, I think, will get the same treatment. More than that, I don't know. I'm not actually a part of it.

... But I do trust you. I don't know what to do with all of this, but I thought it might help whatever you're thinking. [ He won't push for that information. It's fair enough to let Dorian be wary. ] You know, just don't tell Jack that I'm the one who told you. I don't think he'd hesitate to pretend I'm souvlaki and do what he did to Rhys.

[tevinteriscoming]

Of course. If I approach him, easy enough to blame it on the Bull.

[If he thought the information would help Adam, he'd shared it.]

Do you have any sense why you? Does he have some effective means to narrow it down? If he's cleared you somehow I should be interested to know of it.

[antietam]

I'm sure he does and he's not telling us. Or maybe he's desperate enough for the wait-and-see method. I don't know, he's keeping a lot to himself.

[ And Adam doesn't exactly look happy about being kept out of the loop. It's probably why he told Dorian so much. ]

So—your plan. If you don't think it should be spread, what should I do?

[tevinteriscoming]

Of course he is. Well, if he does, I don't see why he'd share it. He certainly didn't think it fit to share his information with the Bull. [It's not Dorian's style to ever appear particularly angry. You can usually only tell his worse moods from his somewhat more cutting tone and tendency for bitter jokes and stern proclamations. Now, too, he doesn't express any emotion beyond irritable nonchalance, with an extra edge to his voice and an exaggerated air of disdain. But his fists are clenched tightly. This is where he ordinarily might start setting drapes on fire, but he'd rather not waste mana on dramatics.]

Best for me to avoid approaching him, I think, until I've had a chance to speak to Bull. [And cool off a bit.] But if you've a mind to do it, you may as well let him know. Credit it as your own idea. Otherwise, keep an eye out for anyone who seems likely to act this week. That includes Luke.

[antietam]

[ Chalk up another reason to hate Jack. Of course he could have helped Bull. He had to know, he probably knows about all the roles. He must enjoy watching them flounder. ]

If I see him. [ It doesn't sound like he particularly wants to, but he'll try. The mention of Luke gets a raised eyebrow. ] Don't worry, he won't. We talked.

[ And he sounds pretty confident of it. He stands up and takes one last look out the window. Still no Nuwa. ] I'm going to take a walk. But... thanks for letting me know. [ It probably helped more than Dorian realizes. ]