[ His lips curl because he cannot help himself when it comes to Fiddleford's accent. It's his favorite thing to poke fun at, but... Right now... ]

Mer-Icarus swam too close to the thermal vent. [ Bad reference. ] I wish I knew what to tell you, and I don't want it to sound like I'm helping you or anything, but if he is going behind your back to do these things...

[ He gestures in the air, blue embers flitting from his fingertips. ]

You have someone to confide in. In me. I think that what he has done is a grave sin. To you that's... Well, that's betrayal~