Lyra nods weakly and slinks away from you and the chair. You work up a response, "She was telling me about the family's history, got a little emotional, is all."
"I see." He telekinetically snatches the photo of his parents out of your hands before putting down his briefcases by his desk. It's almost eerie, how unmoved he is; even when Lyra throws herself on him, he affords her just a peck on the forehead while straightening out his belongings. "Did I miss dinner?"
"No. I think you're just in time."
"Get cleaned up. Tears don't become you." He nods at Lyra, and she dutifully turns to leave. He stops her from beckoning you to follow. "I hadn't had a chance to talk much with your friend, if you don't mind."
"Oh. S-sure." She waves goodbye to you, leaving you alone with Lord Travis. He looms over you with a bottle of cider and two shot glasses.
"A true gentleman graciously accepts his host's hospitality." He gives you a glass of cider and pulls up a chair for himself. Even this close, you can't make out any actual emotion in his gaze, almost like he's bored or displeased with existence itself. Whatever it is, he's a stark contrast to the bubbly personality of his wife and daughter. "She is… easy to make friends with, yes?"
>>20679 'Almost to a fault, though not nearly as much as some others I know. I've met some back in ponyville that literally throw themselves at newcomers. It's quite a sight to see when someone new moves into town.'
"Almost to a fault, but she doesn't throw herself at strangers like some ponies I've met."
"Yes, she's told me about this… Pinkamena Diane. But this conversation isn't about her." He summons a pipe and begins to blow bubbles as he maintains a withering gaze on you. "I take it you get along quite easily with ponies."
>>20695 "There have always been humans that love nothing more than causing trouble. Most of them will move onto something else after a few months or years. Lots of people still aren't used to the fact that there are other sapient species out there."
>>20695 'I should hope so. We still have these issues within our own kind back on Earth. It's still very violent in some places. From what I've seen, it's almost the same exact story. I simply hope things come to a speedier conclusion than they will back home.'
"Time will tell, but I'm hopeful. It's a tricky situation, but it's one we've seen a lot of within our own kind—it's still an issue in many places, even violent."
"That is nice to hear, but I meant biologically." He looks you over. Thankfully, your fear and nervousness haven't revealed themselves, but it's still no easier to discern what he's thinking. "It is a sticking point of the arguments downtown."
"Don't ponies ever get involved with… I dunno, griffons and zebras?"
"Equinoids maybe, but alien species are right out. It really makes me wonder what's going on that's got the idea stuck in people's heads. Sadly, I've only rumors to go on." He turns away and starts rifling through his files. "I realize you must have been asked this many times already, but do you intend on finding a wife? Moving to Ponyville seems an hermitage on your part."
He continues, "Unless you were open to interspecies relationships. In which case, perhaps you'd find out what's going on in the AEIOU that's got people in a tiff."
"While I'm here, I might do some sleuthing for you."
"I don't need you to do anything for me, except stay away from Lyra." With a single gesture, he enchants his files to arrange and stow themselves, then he turns to leave. "If you want to test your theory, I suggest you pursue Miss Keen."
He doesn't wait for your response, and in the distance you can hear a bell calling you to dinner.
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