[ He starts to say something -- I mistook you for him -- and that's enough for him to catch himself, at least, to stop. His eyes narrowed. How much has he said? A quick check through his memory, back up, and ah. He should be more careful, with someone like this one.
That realization flickers across his face, and he looks back at Byerly, his gaze sharpening in a different way -- and then relaxing. A breath. ]
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[ He starts to say something -- I mistook you for him -- and that's enough for him to catch himself, at least, to stop. His eyes narrowed. How much has he said? A quick check through his memory, back up, and ah. He should be more careful, with someone like this one.
That realization flickers across his face, and he looks back at Byerly, his gaze sharpening in a different way -- and then relaxing. A breath. ]
You were wrong.