[Serif tenses up a little when his brother touches his shoulder, but he doesn't pull away or anything.
He's trying to figure out what to say, how to talk about this without actually talking about it, but then Tempus mentions he saw the notes. Serif looks up immediately, looking very worried, uncomfortable, and almost a little... scared?]
You saw--
[Of all the conversations he could see... No, no, no. This is bad.]
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He's trying to figure out what to say, how to talk about this without actually talking about it, but then Tempus mentions he saw the notes. Serif looks up immediately, looking very worried, uncomfortable, and almost a little... scared?]
You saw--
[Of all the conversations he could see... No, no, no. This is bad.]
What... did you read?