"Arch--" Eleven said, though it was too late. His attempt at goodwill vanished in only moments.
He held his breath, heart in his throat and intent on Hendrik's reaction. He imagined everything from Hendrik attacking the man to dragging Eleven himself off to safety. But in the end, it was something akin to a terse dismissal. Clearly, they wouldn't be friends.
Still, he breathed quiet relief. That it wasn't more than that was a blessing, but for how Archeval's opinion might shift. At least there, he was... reasonably certain? he wouldn't attack Hendrik.
..Probably.
"..He's done nothing to harm me," Eleven argued further on the Sith Lord's behalf. "Even knowing we're opposites in- in spirit."
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He held his breath, heart in his throat and intent on Hendrik's reaction. He imagined everything from Hendrik attacking the man to dragging Eleven himself off to safety. But in the end, it was something akin to a terse dismissal. Clearly, they wouldn't be friends.
Still, he breathed quiet relief. That it wasn't more than that was a blessing, but for how Archeval's opinion might shift. At least there, he was... reasonably certain? he wouldn't attack Hendrik.
..Probably.
"..He's done nothing to harm me," Eleven argued further on the Sith Lord's behalf. "Even knowing we're opposites in- in spirit."