[ Wash looks around at him at that, his eyes narrowing slightly. He's his own suspicions about Byerly, formed after his own opinions, his own observations, following a thread that no one else could've seen apart from him unless Miles had decided to blabber on about it, and something Duv had told him when he first arrived had informed that suspicion, too. Duv's told him a lot. Possibly too much. And he does appreciate the trust, and if Duv wasn't someone he thought of as a friend Wash would take the information without any misgivings, but, well. ]
Of course, but. Galeni. [ Looking at him carefully. ] You're trusting me with a lot.
[ It's not a no, don't tell me -- it's just. A reminder. He'll hear whatever it is Duv has to tell him, and no one will hear of it from him, but. Think this through. ]
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Of course, but. Galeni. [ Looking at him carefully. ] You're trusting me with a lot.
[ It's not a no, don't tell me -- it's just. A reminder. He'll hear whatever it is Duv has to tell him, and no one will hear of it from him, but. Think this through. ]