[He is absolutely suggesting that Cid might be doing this for attention. It's true that Barnabas is absolutely part of why Cid lies and learned to manipulate, he left his mark on the man, indelible as the mark Cid has in turned left on him, but even still!
He is also admitting his negligence here. That doesn't mean he's going to correct the negligence, don't get it twisted, but he will admit that it's there.]
[He'll just let the whole ghost thing slide, because even if he has no interest in investigating it, that doesn't make it fictitious. Cid seems particularly rowdy, and he has no interest getting into circular arguments about two things.]
What do you seek, then? I agreed to pursue this questionable claim of yours even if I am not fully convinced of it.
Alright, fine. Then… we start during free time and go through camp fire. But this guy seemed really insistent to be left alone. I wonder if he’ll be anywhere everyone is at once.
[Cid stares at Barnabas for a moment.]
…Wonder why he picked you to wear the face of.
[Cid is barely wondering this but he wants Barnabas to say it out loud. ]
[Most men can't handle looking him in the eye, especially back in Valisthea. A single look would make most people's blood run cold, though here many do not know much about him to know better.]
We can scout the perimeter as well, see if there is aught that might suggest movement outside of the camp grounds.
[He isn't surprised that Cidolfus would turn to such drastic measure upon finding an impostor. While the man was no fan of war or killing, he also did not turn away from it when a cause suited it or a threat revealed itself. The need to survive or protect outweighing the gravity of guilt. No, he bears that weight as he should, but ever takes the necessary action in the moment, much similar to Barnabas.
Though, by Barnabas' measure, Cidolfus was ever too willing to be inexact with his measures, something the King of Waloed could not abide.
Little does Cid know that indeed Knife is being coralled with the rest of them, but Barnabas has no interest in sharing that, nor commenting on its possibility. The less he says, the less he incriminates his own awareness of the situation.
At the question and the hand on his shoulder, Barnabas' gaze narrows, knowing where this is like to go, yet doing little to discourage it.]
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[Also he didn’t lie blatantly like that.]
So you should know better. I don’t lie like this. Think. If it was, what would the purpose be?
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[He is absolutely suggesting that Cid might be doing this for attention. It's true that Barnabas is absolutely part of why Cid lies and learned to manipulate, he left his mark on the man, indelible as the mark Cid has in turned left on him, but even still!
He is also admitting his negligence here. That doesn't mean he's going to correct the negligence, don't get it twisted, but he will admit that it's there.]
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[As he scrunches his brow and gestures with his cigarette.]
We could have gone with your little fiction about a watery ghost. Would you rather we do that?
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[Barnabas says with that same gloomy tone as always, but there is an earnest pulse within the words that assert its authenticity.]
Would such a chase prove humiliating for you? You enjoy journeys for their own sake, do you not?
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[But no, he does want bullshit time with Barnabas despite himself.]
Alright- sounds like you have a lead, too. But you’re unwilling to grow some balls and sneak out of your cabin to chase it. So what’s the point?
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What do you seek, then? I agreed to pursue this questionable claim of yours even if I am not fully convinced of it.
Yet still you are not satisfied?
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Well- Let’s agree on the actionable part, eh?
[He was not even sure if he’d break curfew with him- ]
Let’s look for him tonight.
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Cidolfus.
[There's a warning in that tone.]
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[Cid stares at Barnabas for a moment.]
…Wonder why he picked you to wear the face of.
[Cid is barely wondering this but he wants Barnabas to say it out loud. ]
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[Most men can't handle looking him in the eye, especially back in Valisthea. A single look would make most people's blood run cold, though here many do not know much about him to know better.]
We can scout the perimeter as well, see if there is aught that might suggest movement outside of the camp grounds.
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[but he did like the idea of scouting... just the two of them.]
I found him behind a cabin last time, but he bolted into the woods.
[And who’s to say if he left the woods yet.]
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Aurora's automatons are in the forest, one must wonder if they are leaving it alone.
[Or have dragged them back to camp...]
Regardless, it is worth investigating during the appropriate hours.
[There's a pause as Barnabas' eyes trace over Cid's features for a moment, then:] What did you do to it?
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[Cid chuckles, then gets a funny look in his eye.]
It would be sort of funny if the skinwalker also had to be corralled. So it’s stuck in here with us, as much as we’re here with it.
[He turns to Barnabas and places a hand on his shoulder.]
Wanna know how I knew it wasn’t you?
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Though, by Barnabas' measure, Cidolfus was ever too willing to be inexact with his measures, something the King of Waloed could not abide.
Little does Cid know that indeed Knife is being coralled with the rest of them, but Barnabas has no interest in sharing that, nor commenting on its possibility. The less he says, the less he incriminates his own awareness of the situation.
At the question and the hand on his shoulder, Barnabas' gaze narrows, knowing where this is like to go, yet doing little to discourage it.]
I am certain you will tell me regardless.
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[Away from all these prying eyes.]
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That is highly inappropriate for a counselor to suggest to a camper, have you no shame?
[Is he serious? Is he joking? It's hard to tell with him, though there seems to be a playful thread laced into his words.]
I should return to my cabin, just as you should return to yours. You have your campers to wrangle.
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[Cid frowns.]
My “campers” are all adult men. They’ll do what they’re meant to or they won’t. It’s not my job to keep them in line.
It’s Dion’s.
[Cid watches people head towards where the bonfire is starting.]
Too tired for a ghost story?