[Stoneface sounds somewhat strained, and he takes a moment to answer.]
'Course you did, stupid question... yes. Yes, I have a son. Known that for some time now... [And now everyone knows it. And your grace? This is a bit much to take in.]
[There's a long pause. He doesn't know if it means something that Stoneface never mentioned that. Gai won't ask how long, he decides. His voice, when he speaks again, isn't as loud as it was at first, but it's still warm.]
And you have your whole name. That is something to be admired. I would be glad to call you Vimes.
Yeah. [Stoneface - no, Vimes - isn't able to see what Gai's thinking, not now. But he still explains himself, somewhat.] Never saw much of a point in talking to people about back home. No one except Elsa, at any rate.
[The shock of having one's self displayed like this dims a bit, and he sounds a bit more collected when he speaks again.] Vimes. [He says it again, and it's comfortable, like slipping into an old bit of armor he had forgotten about. It fits.] Yeah, all right. Looks like we'll both be calling each other by our real names now.
Nah, that's for vampires. The nobs are the ones that stomp around a lot. They've traditionally got very little in the way of chin, I understand. [His voice is wry, but it has a hint of something darker as he adds,] Any man'll get tried for murder, but if you're a nob starving out a neighborhood, then you deserve a medal.
[The fight and then hearing someone she loves telling someone else he'll make damn sure they're hanged, yeah. But she's also sure Carcer must have deserved it. Maybe it's not so different from her Grandpa and Exdeath... only with a person, not whatever Exdeath was.]
[A long pause; Sky can be heard breathing, but not saying anything, because Lord, how does he articulate "that whole memory made my skin crawl, even if you were bringing someone to justice"? lol coming from a universe where no criminal ever dies for their crime.]
I wasn't aware you had a title, sir. "Your grace" sounds like a way someone would address a noble.
[Vimes feels somewhat uncomfortable during that pause himself. Is he happy with this memory?
Yes. It feels good, so good to hear that he had been victorious at least a few times at home when he feels so impotent here. And Carcer's a bastard's bastard. But it being broadcasted? Well, he's not so sure about that.]
Yeah, it is. It's the title for a duke. But I'd bet my right hand that I wasn't born one at least. Far as I'm concerned, I'm just a watchman.
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[There's a long pause as Gai thinks about what he just heard. He speaks slowly.]
I think I understand more, now. Why... Why.
[Then his voice regains its normal enthusiasm.]
But you have a son too! Congratulations, Stone-- Do you wish to go with what he called you?
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[Stoneface sounds somewhat strained, and he takes a moment to answer.]
'Course you did, stupid question... yes. Yes, I have a son. Known that for some time now... [And now everyone knows it. And your grace? This is a bit much to take in.]
Vimes. Yeah. Yeah, that's my name. Sam Vimes.
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[There's a long pause. He doesn't know if it means something that Stoneface never mentioned that. Gai won't ask how long, he decides. His voice, when he speaks again, isn't as loud as it was at first, but it's still warm.]
And you have your whole name. That is something to be admired. I would be glad to call you Vimes.
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[The shock of having one's self displayed like this dims a bit, and he sounds a bit more collected when he speaks again.] Vimes. [He says it again, and it's comfortable, like slipping into an old bit of armor he had forgotten about. It fits.] Yeah, all right. Looks like we'll both be calling each other by our real names now.
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Maybe a bit. I'm damn sure I wasn't born one, though. I'm not nob material.
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Er... thank you. Yes, that was Vimes. But I've been going as Stoneface for the past two years.
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Stoneface? [pause.] ...Mister Vimes?
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...I'm glad you--you were okay after that.
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I don't figure all arrests are like that, Krile. But sometimes there are special cases.
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I wasn't aware you had a title, sir. "Your grace" sounds like a way someone would address a noble.
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Yes. It feels good, so good to hear that he had been victorious at least a few times at home when he feels so impotent here. And Carcer's a bastard's bastard. But it being broadcasted? Well, he's not so sure about that.]
Yeah, it is. It's the title for a duke. But I'd bet my right hand that I wasn't born one at least. Far as I'm concerned, I'm just a watchman.
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