Cal makes an incredulous face at the television. He knows that voice.
No, not that specific voice, but he knows the tone. He hears it a lot at those parties he was talking about not long ago. Fake, fake, fake. Fake and doesn't like Sherlock, fake and doesn't really give a shit about Tony, fake because he has to fake it anyway.
The name is vaguely familiar - Obadiah would never have been at any of those social affairs, of course, because they're not the type of affairs the second-in-command gets invited to. Not when the Starks were alive and certainly not now that they're dead. But his name still came up occasionally, the way Uncle Grahame's does in discussion of Dad, because - well, more or less the same role, right?
Except even Uncle Grahame could give this guy a lesson or six in how to sound like you actually care.
Naturally, Cal is curious now. He wipes his face and body language clean of anything except casual inquisitiveness and and gets up to go have a look.
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No, not that specific voice, but he knows the tone. He hears it a lot at those parties he was talking about not long ago. Fake, fake, fake. Fake and doesn't like Sherlock, fake and doesn't really give a shit about Tony, fake because he has to fake it anyway.
The name is vaguely familiar - Obadiah would never have been at any of those social affairs, of course, because they're not the type of affairs the second-in-command gets invited to. Not when the Starks were alive and certainly not now that they're dead. But his name still came up occasionally, the way Uncle Grahame's does in discussion of Dad, because - well, more or less the same role, right?
Except even Uncle Grahame could give this guy a lesson or six in how to sound like you actually care.
Naturally, Cal is curious now. He wipes his face and body language clean of anything except casual inquisitiveness and and gets up to go have a look.