[Hans would definitely use nightmare energy if he thought he could maintain control of it. However, he's not so overly confident to believe that he wouldn't be negatively affected in a way that even he wouldn't to deal with. Suddenly getting consumed by negative thoughts or turning into some beast is not really high on his list.
Physical power really isn't as important to him as authoritative power anyway.]
These people managed to utilize it, before their containment units were breached, so we might be able to learn some useful information on that once we save their poor city. It would be rather useful if we had a modicum of control over nightmare energy, just for the sake of everyone here.
[Ferran presses his lips together in thought. Hans really is a forward thinker... he'll have to compliment the prince on that sometime, when it won't make his head explode.]
The Fae I know hate to owe anything to anyone... maybe getting saving them from themselves would make them talk about everything they've managed to set up.
[Meanwhile, Ferran has no qualms about admitting he'd only be helping for his own gain—or at least only the benefit of Reverein. Whatever happens to Orkili after this mess? Not his problem.]
[Hans claps his hands together upon hearing that. He doesn't have much experience with the Fae, but he pretty much trusts Ferran's insight here, even if he has quite a harsh bias against them.]
Well, excellent! We'll take all the knowledge that we can get from them, since you know, they'll owe us.
[He loves using people so A+.]
And then we can let them bleed out if you want. [He's about half-serious.]
Like that would be an option if anybody else from Reverein was around.
[Somehow Ferran feels like the number of those with enough initiative to go to a nightmare-infested city and few enough morals to leave someone to die is very, very small.]
I wonder where the hell these people even came from, if they've been here long enough to even develop nightmare tech. Supposedly this place didn't evolve life on its own—unless those dream eaters were just lying, [in an irritated half-mutter:] which is always possible.
[Yep, he still has a grudge against the tapir too.]
True enough... and people are so nosy around here, it's difficult to completely isolate yourself.
[In the same way it would probably be difficult to 'accidentally' hurt someone and get away with it. Of course, if you're good enough at pretending, people might believe you, but Hans thinks it's far too much effort for a grudge.]
The dream eaters probably lied. [He shrugs, not really bothered or surprised by the thought of it.] They probably didn't want to mention that an entire race of creatures managed to use nightmare energy as a source of power.
[Ferran would have... well, he would've had a much more unpleasant time without those nosy people. Back to complaining about fae creatures, though, as it's one of his favorite pastimes...]
They sure didn't want us to venture out of town when we first showed up. Makes sense they'd be hiding more, for whatever bizarre reasons they might have...
[He doesn't expect for it to make sense; he's not giving them the benefit of the doubt for anything.]
[It's certainly annoying when people shove their noses in his business, but guess that's also how he made a couple of friends here. Strange how that works, but maybe it's more strange that they still want to be around him despite his past misdeeds. Everyone get higher standards--]
Should we try to forcefully interrogate them too? [How fun.]
[Another petal is taken out of the jar and carefully placed inside the leather... and Ferran shakes his head, somewhat exasperated.]
That depends on how willing you are to face the consequences.
[He would be prepared—if he were interested in such a thing. He doesn't know if Hans would be, or if he could even shield the prince from retaliation properly.]
I don't know if it would be worth the effort, anyway. It could be they're just stupid.
[A gamble that's probably not worth the risk, huh? He can see where Ferran is coming from and it's not like he's super invested in finding this out.]
One thing at a time, and we'll certainly grab knowledge from the escapees when... you and the others go there. [Because he's definitely not going, 100%.
But with his tea finished, Hans slowly gets up from his seat and maneuvers himself over to Ferran, reaching with his hand to lightly grip his partner's chin.]
[That's a weird pause, but Ferran doesn't think much of it for now. He's got other things to focus on, anyway. Like the fact that Hans has walked over and made sure he's looking at the prince, for example. With his eyebrows raised:]
I won't get into anything I can't get out of.
[Probably. He sounds confident enough, at least...]
Don't tell me that you need your Prince Charming to come and rescue you.
[He's not really either of those things-- but hey, despite his words, he would go out and save Ferran because... well, him being dead would be annoying okay. Even if it doesn't last in this world.
Hans would rather avoid extra angst and drama when possible, thanks.]
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[Hans would definitely use nightmare energy if he thought he could maintain control of it. However, he's not so overly confident to believe that he wouldn't be negatively affected in a way that even he wouldn't to deal with. Suddenly getting consumed by negative thoughts or turning into some beast is not really high on his list.
Physical power really isn't as important to him as authoritative power anyway.]
These people managed to utilize it, before their containment units were breached, so we might be able to learn some useful information on that once we save their poor city. It would be rather useful if we had a modicum of control over nightmare energy, just for the sake of everyone here.
[He's so caring and thoughtful.]
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[Ferran presses his lips together in thought. Hans really is a forward thinker... he'll have to compliment the prince on that sometime, when it won't make his head explode.]
The Fae I know hate to owe anything to anyone... maybe getting saving them from themselves would make them talk about everything they've managed to set up.
[Meanwhile, Ferran has no qualms about admitting he'd only be helping for his own gain—or at least only the benefit of Reverein. Whatever happens to Orkili after this mess? Not his problem.]
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Well, excellent! We'll take all the knowledge that we can get from them, since you know, they'll owe us.
[He loves using people so A+.]
And then we can let them bleed out if you want. [He's about half-serious.]
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Like that would be an option if anybody else from Reverein was around.
[Somehow Ferran feels like the number of those with enough initiative to go to a nightmare-infested city and few enough morals to leave someone to die is very, very small.]
I wonder where the hell these people even came from, if they've been here long enough to even develop nightmare tech. Supposedly this place didn't evolve life on its own—unless those dream eaters were just lying, [in an irritated half-mutter:] which is always possible.
[Yep, he still has a grudge against the tapir too.]
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[In the same way it would probably be difficult to 'accidentally' hurt someone and get away with it. Of course, if you're good enough at pretending, people might believe you, but Hans thinks it's far too much effort for a grudge.]
The dream eaters probably lied. [He shrugs, not really bothered or surprised by the thought of it.] They probably didn't want to mention that an entire race of creatures managed to use nightmare energy as a source of power.
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[Ferran would have... well, he would've had a much more unpleasant time without those nosy people. Back to complaining about fae creatures, though, as it's one of his favorite pastimes...]
They sure didn't want us to venture out of town when we first showed up. Makes sense they'd be hiding more, for whatever bizarre reasons they might have...
[He doesn't expect for it to make sense; he's not giving them the benefit of the doubt for anything.]
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[It's certainly annoying when people shove their noses in his business, but guess that's also how he made a couple of friends here. Strange how that works, but maybe it's more strange that they still want to be around him despite his past misdeeds. Everyone get higher standards--]
Should we try to forcefully interrogate them too? [How fun.]
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That depends on how willing you are to face the consequences.
[He would be prepared—if he were interested in such a thing. He doesn't know if Hans would be, or if he could even shield the prince from retaliation properly.]
I don't know if it would be worth the effort, anyway. It could be they're just stupid.
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One thing at a time, and we'll certainly grab knowledge from the escapees when... you and the others go there. [Because he's definitely not going, 100%.
But with his tea finished, Hans slowly gets up from his seat and maneuvers himself over to Ferran, reaching with his hand to lightly grip his partner's chin.]
Don't get into too much trouble out there.
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I won't get into anything I can't get out of.
[Probably. He sounds confident enough, at least...]
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[He's not really either of those things-- but hey, despite his words, he would go out and save Ferran because... well, him being dead would be annoying okay. Even if it doesn't last in this world.
Hans would rather avoid extra angst and drama when possible, thanks.]