"That I have two daemons maybe but they won't know why." And all their scanning and Infirmary stuff hasn't figured it out so far. "They'd have to get it out of me somehow and I won't let them."
"JAIME PROTECTS," says Kreb. "JAIME WON'T LET THEM HURT US. HE IS A GOOD FRIEND."
Us. Friend. When this is supposed to be Jaime's second daemon.
With a loud snarl Thea rounds on the crab, nipping at his legs again. "Idiot!"
[FOR FUCK'S SAKE.] says the Scarab of his own impulsive and slightly out of control soul, where only Jaime can hear. Jaime is usually his filter. He usually has no need to filter himself. Even the Scarab is slightly embarrassed at what's happening now that there isn't one.
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"JAIME PROTECTS," says Kreb. "JAIME WON'T LET THEM HURT US. HE IS A GOOD FRIEND."
Us. Friend. When this is supposed to be Jaime's second daemon.
With a loud snarl Thea rounds on the crab, nipping at his legs again. "Idiot!"
[FOR FUCK'S SAKE.] says the Scarab of his own impulsive and slightly out of control soul, where only Jaime can hear. Jaime is usually his filter. He usually has no need to filter himself. Even the Scarab is slightly embarrassed at what's happening now that there isn't one.
Jaime just buries his face in both hands.