[It's not an unfamiliar face. Guy sees Florian all the time back home now - the kid never leaves Anise's side. But there's a bearing to how this child holds themselves, how he talks, how the smile on his face never reaches his eyes, that tells Guy all he needs to know.]

You know him. Can't keep a secret to save his life.

[There's something heavily apologetic in how heavy his expression sits when he meets Ion's gaze, a familiar formality in how he adjusts how he stands, how his arms sit at his sides.]

I knew if he was telling the truth, you'd respond.

I'm sorry, Ion. It's been a long time.