[ His voice is low. He understands that motto, though. How could he not? ImpSec's work is always that. Moving through the darkness, doing evil deeds. Getting close to people who are vulnerable who know a secret or two. Slipping them drinks, flattering them and touching them and pretending to be besotted. Coaxing them open and slipping fingers inside to fish out what they know. It's a wicked business, a cruel business, to seduce and betray. Weasely, Ivan would say. Soul-corroding might be a little closer to the truth.
But it's for excitement. But it's for money. It's for patriotism. It's for truth.
He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, his eyelids dipping low. He caresses her hand. ]
no subject
[ His voice is low. He understands that motto, though. How could he not? ImpSec's work is always that. Moving through the darkness, doing evil deeds. Getting close to people who are vulnerable who know a secret or two. Slipping them drinks, flattering them and touching them and pretending to be besotted. Coaxing them open and slipping fingers inside to fish out what they know. It's a wicked business, a cruel business, to seduce and betray. Weasely, Ivan would say. Soul-corroding might be a little closer to the truth.
But it's for excitement. But it's for money. It's for patriotism. It's for truth.
He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, his eyelids dipping low. He caresses her hand. ]
Do you prize the truth, Lakshmi? Do you love it?