“Does it?” Palamedes blinks owlishly at her. “I- But- Really?” He thinks back over their conversation, but can’t think of anything that would have signaled that Cam is anything but what she is.
“Necromancers and cavaliers are never romantically involved. Well, not never—“ he begins to clarify, and then shakes his head, “almost never, and in any case, that’s beside the point.” Pal knew that he would have to explain the bond between necromancers and cavaliers, but he hadn’t expected to need to so soon, and to Marianne. Things always seem so easy with her, it can be a simple thing to forget how much she doesn’t know about his world, about the things he innately takes for granted. “She’s my oldest, dearest friend, and there’s no one I care about more. But it’s more than that, you’re right about that.” For a few moments he considers his next words, unconsciously taking off his glasses and turning them over in his hand. “We’re bonded. Not romantically. In essence, we’ve sworn to protect each other.”
no subject
“Necromancers and cavaliers are never romantically involved. Well, not never—“ he begins to clarify, and then shakes his head, “almost never, and in any case, that’s beside the point.” Pal knew that he would have to explain the bond between necromancers and cavaliers, but he hadn’t expected to need to so soon, and to Marianne. Things always seem so easy with her, it can be a simple thing to forget how much she doesn’t know about his world, about the things he innately takes for granted. “She’s my oldest, dearest friend, and there’s no one I care about more. But it’s more than that, you’re right about that.” For a few moments he considers his next words, unconsciously taking off his glasses and turning them over in his hand. “We’re bonded. Not romantically. In essence, we’ve sworn to protect each other.”