[ Bruno won't take it right away. It was only sensible for him to stop and cast about for some form of exit or escape route before he decided on anything. His gaze flitted from Silco and the offered vial to the cultists, to the lodestone's guards, to everything and everywhere else before he realized that, no, there is not an obvious way out of here. Not for him, anyway. ]
...ohhh no, no, no, no, I should have known this was a trap.
[ He muttered nervously to himself before turning back towards Silco. The vial was something he would look at as though it might be poison being offered. Even with Silco saying he had drunk it and obviously he survived, that hardly changed the sinking feeling in the pit of Bruno's stomach. He clutched at the sleeves of his new robe, fingers twisting up in the fabric as he hugged his arms around his small frame. ]
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...ohhh no, no, no, no, I should have known this was a trap.
[ He muttered nervously to himself before turning back towards Silco. The vial was something he would look at as though it might be poison being offered. Even with Silco saying he had drunk it and obviously he survived, that hardly changed the sinking feeling in the pit of Bruno's stomach. He clutched at the sleeves of his new robe, fingers twisting up in the fabric as he hugged his arms around his small frame. ]
B-but why? What is it?