Your Dad gave you a neck tattoo? [ Riz says incredulously, fixing Fabian with a look that's entirely too judgmental considering what he got stamped on his body last week. But hey, at least he had a cool, drugs-related excuse for acting like a lunatic. But when given a moment to actually think about it, it doesn't sound too far-fetched. Riz knows that sometimes the passage of time fluctuates between planes, which means that Fabian could have had ample time to get a tattoo, and considering the unorthodoxy of Bill Seacaster's distinct parenting style...
All he has to do is channel his inner Bill. How would that conversation go down? Fabian, me darling boy! How can you stamp yer name on the face of the world when you're not willing to stamp your status on your very flesh? No, not where it's hidden, laddie! Don't be a pussy! You put that right on your neck!
Yeah, Riz decides. That's probably how that conversation went. The fact that he is able to vividly imagine this does, admittedly, make him even gladder that Bill isn't his Dad, terrifying man that he is. But even if that explains the tattoo, it doesn't explain what Fabian was saying about Riz being there. He anxiously taps at his chin, mind whirring with possibility. ]
Okay, but I wasn't there. I'd remember watching that happen! Could it have been a doppelganger? [ Why would he have a doppelganger? What motivation could a doppel have to fuck with them in particular? ] Or maybe it was another one of Kalina's tricks, maybe she managed to find a doppel to send in that only looks like me to be able to eavesdrop on you guys, and that's the real reason she made sure I'd separate from the party.
[ Maybe she'd expected him to stay longer with his Dad. She probably never expected him to give up on his cover; Kalina may have known Pok well, but as an agent, not as the devoted father that he is and was. It could have all been a part of her plan. ]
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All he has to do is channel his inner Bill. How would that conversation go down? Fabian, me darling boy! How can you stamp yer name on the face of the world when you're not willing to stamp your status on your very flesh? No, not where it's hidden, laddie! Don't be a pussy! You put that right on your neck!
Yeah, Riz decides. That's probably how that conversation went. The fact that he is able to vividly imagine this does, admittedly, make him even gladder that Bill isn't his Dad, terrifying man that he is. But even if that explains the tattoo, it doesn't explain what Fabian was saying about Riz being there. He anxiously taps at his chin, mind whirring with possibility. ]
Okay, but I wasn't there. I'd remember watching that happen! Could it have been a doppelganger? [ Why would he have a doppelganger? What motivation could a doppel have to fuck with them in particular? ] Or maybe it was another one of Kalina's tricks, maybe she managed to find a doppel to send in that only looks like me to be able to eavesdrop on you guys, and that's the real reason she made sure I'd separate from the party.
[ Maybe she'd expected him to stay longer with his Dad. She probably never expected him to give up on his cover; Kalina may have known Pok well, but as an agent, not as the devoted father that he is and was. It could have all been a part of her plan. ]