To be successful, one should know when to take up responsibility, when to let it lay on the ground, and how to pin it on a different party.
Byron knew how to do all three.
He'd be lying if he said if he didn't enjoy it, though you'd never be able to tell. You see, words were akin to... mixtures. (Pardon the livelihood-specific metaphor.)
He could make mention of his strict parents who brought him along to social events, where he honed his silver tongue and was the start of what crafted him into the man he is today...
Mere drops to garner sympathy.
It was no lie either. Yes, his parents were strict. Yes, social events as a 'bright young man' were his beginning. Did he dislike who he was today, as a whole? Absolutely not.
As for the minute details, deep digging would be needed to secure the facts, but you should have the common sense by that time to know that no matter what words were exchanged between yourself and him, you would never truly uncover what you needed to know. Not unless Byron decided you could have that intel.
In this Park, he could count the amount of people that could hold a light to the mastery of his conversation control on one hand.
His fellow members in his Trio, as a topline example. Mortis himself makes a third. Look at that, he could even count them all on only the fingers that didn’t possess rings. Hilarious.
For all the others, they varied. He didn’t have to put forth much effort for one reason or another. Naiveté, stubborn, they didn’t want to play his games, or even simpler, they were not worth his time. (And for the very rare few, they were on a safe list.)
Today, one of the Brawlers who fit in the naïve category stood before him. She looked absolutely bedraggled, fatigued, and very frazzled.
“Bea,” he smiled, as if nothing were out of the ordinary. If she wanted comforting words, she visited the wrong Townsfolk member. “Welcome. What can I interest you in today?”
She sighed. Her usual bright demeanor wasn’t present. “Have you heard about the Biodome, Byron? Please say you have.”
Oh, this had his name written all over this, didn't it?
