Kieran grinned. He remembered that night vividly; Jude had been immediately so intensely hopeful for the future that Kieran couldn't help but try to poke holes in his arguments. And still Jude was so convinced of his rightness, of the inherent moral goodness of people, and Kieran couldn't help but come back to the Augurey for the next meeting.
"That sounds about right," he said, visibly entertained. He really was starting to think that this was the real Jude, but he was enjoying it — having a little bit of extra power in this conversation with purple-haired probably-Jude. He tilted his head back and looked up at Jude, trying not to look too much like he was scheming.
"When did you stop hating me?"
"That sounds about right," he said, visibly entertained. He really was starting to think that this was the real Jude, but he was enjoying it — having a little bit of extra power in this conversation with purple-haired probably-Jude. He tilted his head back and looked up at Jude, trying not to look too much like he was scheming.
"When did you stop hating me?"
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