[He doesn't know what else to say. He's not even angry, really. There'd been no space for that, no room for any thoughts other than 'play along' and 'getawaygetawaygetaway'. Jezebel might have been angry later, at both Ianchus and himself. For the moment, though, his only emotion is a wary relief.
Jezebel sees Ianchus looking him over and he stays still, stays seated, though he thinks the storm has passed. Still, his eyes don't leave him.]
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[He doesn't know what else to say. He's not even angry, really. There'd been no space for that, no room for any thoughts other than 'play along' and 'getawaygetawaygetaway'. Jezebel might have been angry later, at both Ianchus and himself. For the moment, though, his only emotion is a wary relief.
Jezebel sees Ianchus looking him over and he stays still, stays seated, though he thinks the storm has passed. Still, his eyes don't leave him.]