[ ah. it's jarring seeing javert there, a real person claiming to be who he is, and eliot has to pause to make sure he's hearing and seeing right. but even jarring, eliot knows better than to say anything. he ruled a kingdom that was described in fictional children's books, after all; there are just some moral lines that one should never cross.
the fact piques a different curiosity, actually. because eliot knows that fiction is fiction, and that's not the same as the real thing. he knows the musical back and forth, having been cast as valjean in high school. he's read the book more times than he can count. he even tries to forget how margo used that against him to cast music magic that helped everyone in the kingdom prepare him for an untimely duel.
but none of those actually share who this real person is, in front of him, especially with the very real questions he has that he doesn't know the answers to. ]
What kind of training do you have? If you're an inspector, wouldn't your talents better serve explorations?
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the fact piques a different curiosity, actually. because eliot knows that fiction is fiction, and that's not the same as the real thing. he knows the musical back and forth, having been cast as valjean in high school. he's read the book more times than he can count. he even tries to forget how margo used that against him to cast music magic that helped everyone in the kingdom prepare him for an untimely duel.
but none of those actually share who this real person is, in front of him, especially with the very real questions he has that he doesn't know the answers to. ]
What kind of training do you have? If you're an inspector, wouldn't your talents better serve explorations?