[He'll receive a snort as Garrett regains a sense of stability, eyes looking to the charm, then to Corvo. Not as one where he takes offense, but more of a "don't apologize, you look stupid" kind of thing. If there's anything he hates, it's people bumbling and apologizing for their mistakes. You don't say sorry and move on, in his mind, you fix the problem first, if there even is one. He has no time for socializing.
Unlike Corvo, betrayal doesn't occur very often for the thief. Mostly because he's a thief, but also because Garrett doesn't trust anyone, save for very specific people. He's survived on his own since he was a boy, and he learned very quickly that if he wanted to make it out alive? Only trust yourself. Work alone. Stick to the shadows and survive for your sake.
When you grow up alone, you grow up strong. No one there to support you.
And no one to hold you back.
It's not hard to follow in a world where people don't care about you. After a while, it becomes second nature. What's even more compelling is how easy they become to read after a while. How they go about their lives with greed, with want, for things they have, for things they cannot have. Studying them, and their motives, is a past-time for him, to the point where he makes people uncomfortable. In turn, he learns how to make himself difficult to read, a mysterious figure who doesn't speak much, but knows more than he ever says. That's how it's always been.
Still, there is a tilt of his head, and Garrett withdraws his arms fully, choosing instead to cross them. An eyebrow raises in intrigue, and he gives a rather amused look before speaking again.]
Garrett.
[His name isn't something to take lightly, as he doesn't give it out unless he wants to- but Corvo has earned his respect at the very least, a difficult thing to do when coming across the master thief, let alone in a first meeting.]
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Unlike Corvo, betrayal doesn't occur very often for the thief. Mostly because he's a thief, but also because Garrett doesn't trust anyone, save for very specific people. He's survived on his own since he was a boy, and he learned very quickly that if he wanted to make it out alive? Only trust yourself. Work alone. Stick to the shadows and survive for your sake.
When you grow up alone, you grow up strong. No one there to support you.
And no one to hold you back.
It's not hard to follow in a world where people don't care about you. After a while, it becomes second nature. What's even more compelling is how easy they become to read after a while. How they go about their lives with greed, with want, for things they have, for things they cannot have. Studying them, and their motives, is a past-time for him, to the point where he makes people uncomfortable. In turn, he learns how to make himself difficult to read, a mysterious figure who doesn't speak much, but knows more than he ever says. That's how it's always been.
Still, there is a tilt of his head, and Garrett withdraws his arms fully, choosing instead to cross them. An eyebrow raises in intrigue, and he gives a rather amused look before speaking again.]
Garrett.
[His name isn't something to take lightly, as he doesn't give it out unless he wants to- but Corvo has earned his respect at the very least, a difficult thing to do when coming across the master thief, let alone in a first meeting.]