He's a sweet kid and she should maybe ask if he's okay. But he looks fine.
"Good luck," she says, and disappears in a puff of smoke.
"What's the oath exactly -"
"Not to hurt me, and to obey orders which are not unconscionable."
"How much does unconscionability cover -"
"Can't use him to hurt other people, mostly, or obviously anything that damaged the war effort. If you want to deoath him I expect he'd want that."
"...yeah. I should do that before - anything else probably."
"Mmhmm. I'll get you the stuff."
"Where is he?"
"This floor, across the courtyard -" Mental map.
Nod. "He can go once I'm done, if he wants." - not really a question, although there is a token upward inflection.
Maitimo's other boyfriend is in a nice guest room that looks out on the courtyard. He raises an eyebrow at Cor.
"I'm here to deoath you."
" - okay."
"...assuming that is welcome."
"Yes, very much so."
Cor waits for his supplies, looking pensively at nothing.
He paints. He chants.
He shivers. " - thank you."
I didn't know."
"He said he was going to tell you. I am a little surprised he did."
"He did. I think eliding over some detail, but he did."
"Do you want detail?"
"I might need it?"