[ Mat's very practiced at feeling judgmental looks whether he can see them or not, honestly. But if there'd been any doubt, the ripple of irritation in the link drives the point home. His own attention's cast toward the stage, though there's a distinct lack of real interest or curiosity beneath it.
The smallest blessing: he gives up on speaking out loud, slipping easily into the mental link. He does enough switching between languages without meaning to. This isn't much different. ]
(You have an image to maintain.)
[ No such thing as we. ]
(Light, it's like you've all been turned into slaves. Do you do everything they ask you to?)
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The smallest blessing: he gives up on speaking out loud, slipping easily into the mental link. He does enough switching between languages without meaning to. This isn't much different. ]
( You have an image to maintain. )
[ No such thing as we. ]
( Light, it's like you've all been turned into slaves. Do you do everything they ask you to? )