"As any good captain would," he said quietly. There was more to his brother's tale, he was no fool, he could tell that much. He wished to know the whole of it, every last bit.
However... it was unlike Killian to hold back the way he was. Liam wanted to respect that, to let his brother come to things in his own time, though curiosity burned a hole in him nearly as painful as the poison.
He closed his eyes, so that he would not press his little brother, even with his expression. He was going to do the best he could by Killian. If this story were true, if he were to believe this... he had abandoned his brother three hundred years ago, because he was too stubborn to listen, because he trusted the wrong person too much and the right person too little.
He had a lot to make up for, and he was not, curse his own eyes, going to let his little brother down. Not again. Never again.
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However... it was unlike Killian to hold back the way he was. Liam wanted to respect that, to let his brother come to things in his own time, though curiosity burned a hole in him nearly as painful as the poison.
He closed his eyes, so that he would not press his little brother, even with his expression. He was going to do the best he could by Killian. If this story were true, if he were to believe this... he had abandoned his brother three hundred years ago, because he was too stubborn to listen, because he trusted the wrong person too much and the right person too little.
He had a lot to make up for, and he was not, curse his own eyes, going to let his little brother down. Not again. Never again.