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During the minutes of the Fae's internal struggle, the only sound between them was the steady slicing of wood as Sláine cut out rough chunks into the basic shape that he wanted. It was a soothing process for him, the satisfaction of long slices and less precise handling. But getting into the nitty-gritty details, when he inevitably folded himself practically in half while falling into the focus, was also another type of soothing to him, so really, the entire process was a comfort. But despite that focus, he still glanced up and over to the assassin when he finally heard him talk on his own accord.
The prince blinked and stared off to the side, thinking. "Not long. Maybe… twenty years? Almost thirty?" He thought back to when he first picked up the hobby, retracing his timeline. "It was when I met that woodworker in… I think it was another world? Possibly, I've been to so many…" Sláine shook his head and went back to carving, albeit slower. He didn't finish his thoughts for a while, going silent, until he looked up again and squinted at the air in front of him. "Seymour. Met him while on that fucking suicide mission. Yeah, a little over 20 years." Now that he had his answer, he shook his head and went back to the wood with more speed. "I wonder if that bugger is still conning people with his bets."
Funny thing was, it wasn't a hobby that many people knew about. His rooms were generally off-limits; if the twins wanted to hang out they did so elsewhere so they could be a bother to others, he never brought over lovers or one-night stands, Aideen has only been in there a few times for her job's sake, and the servants knew the princes well enough to be friendly but also had all learned over time to not pay attention to anything that wasn't their job. And the whittling only ever happened at night when he couldn't sleep, along with his tea obsession. Of course the first person to really ask about it would be a would-be assassin essentially trapped in Sláine's room for the night. That reminded him—"Do you per chance have a name?"