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z. s. luther {javert} (sentinelstar) wrote in bellumlogs,

Though an eyebrow rose at the mention of what was wrong with "Klein", Javert managed to keep a straight face. Idiots, all of them. A naturally stony disposition was passed off well enough, as he inserted a few complaints about the weather and not travelling during this season again - enough to finally allow the interrogators to look at each other and then apologize for inconveniencing them. They were ushered out into the hall, after a reminder to stay off the grounds and were pointed in the direction of the exit.

With no small sigh of relief, Javert fell behind to let the others lead the way out - he didn't trust either of them to not attack him from behind. Doing so, his eyes caught on a small, sickly boy peering from a niche in the hall. He paused, looking to him before the child motioned towards them.

"Wait," he called to the others in English. He had a good guess of who the boy was and grimaced.