“They train men like me the same as those racing hounds, Doctor. I could smell your secrets before I even opened the door. While you’re telling me that you have none, your face, your eyes, every single thing about you tells a different story. You stink of secrets.”
Garak as Bashir first encounters him – the cruel-but-affable “blue-eyed inquisitor” – in @alphacygni-8 ‘s s u p e r l a t i v e AU Proof, which you can find here.
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I cannot recommend this enough. Gorgeous, elegant, painful fic. Absolutely worth the pain.