Would our lack of alignment on goals not be its own warning? And, so mistrustful of me. Really, what must I do to earn even the faintest scrap of trust?
[ She would ask what it is exactly about her that makes him think her mad, but she puts that aside for now in favor of answering his statements.
Perhaps it's a discussion they can have later over drinks. ]
I suppose I had not thought it fully through, no.
But if we are to drink in private to save the residents of the Crystarium thinking me mad, I know my friends will not choose to judge me, however "scandalous" you may choose to see it.
Leaping first and then looking, how terribly surprising.
[ there's a loooooooooooooooooong pause before the next text ]
It is not that I doubt your perception of your friends [ it is ] but I imagine the doubt and mistrust for yours truly is no small hurdle to cross.
[ he doesn't care to know their names, even if he does and he's going to take great pains not to refer to them as such, but y'shtola, thancred and urianger especially he doubts being thrilled to see him clinking wine glasses with the WOL. how fun. ]
At least it promises to be quite entertaining. Where, by the by?
[ Despite herself, she can't help but laugh at the message she receives from him. His humor is droll, dry, and while it is indeed at her expense, there's something about it that makes her smile.
Perhaps it's just that she's tired of everyone else thinking that she can't possibly do anything wrong. Isn't she just as fallible as any other?
The next message she sends can only confirm that. ]
My room at the Pendants has a reasonably large dining table. I can fetch some wine and snacks from the Mean.
Is there anything to which you are particularly partial?
[ Is she playing the fool? Surely nothing about this can be wise, and yet here she is, proposing it as readily as she would any other misbegotten adventure. ]
are there any foods their azem would have liked that world's most pathetic man could bring
[ As it is, he can create anything he wants, anyway, and he doubts very much that wine from here with its oversaturation of Light would taste like anything other than ash in his mouth, but at least he has the presence of mind not to say it. ]
In a bell, then?
Tell me, what do you intend to tell your friends? Or do you not intend to tell them? Our little secret.
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But true enough. They align for now, so it does not serve me to attempt to lead you astray. Is that not enough?
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when they no longer align, will you do me the courtesy of warning me first that your advice will not be in my best interest anymore?
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Within reason, of course.
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She supposes it's a fair question. And given their tentative alliance thus far... ]
Mayhap this will sound to you like I've gone mad, but:
a good first step would be to share a drink with me.
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Have you thought that through all the way? While I can hide myself from prying eyes, you will look quite mad speaking with nothing.
Unless, of course, you meant the more scandalous option of in private.
honestly that kind of dilemma is my life story
Perhaps it's a discussion they can have later over drinks. ]
I suppose I had not thought it fully through, no.
But if we are to drink in private to save the residents of the Crystarium thinking me mad, I know my friends will not choose to judge me, however "scandalous" you may choose to see it.
hahahaha
[ there's a loooooooooooooooooong pause before the next text ]
It is not that I doubt your perception of your friends [ it is ] but I imagine the doubt and mistrust for yours truly is no small hurdle to cross.
[ he doesn't care to know their names, even if he does and he's going to take great pains not to refer to them as such, but y'shtola, thancred and urianger especially he doubts being thrilled to see him clinking wine glasses with the WOL. how fun. ]
At least it promises to be quite entertaining. Where, by the by?
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Perhaps it's just that she's tired of everyone else thinking that she can't possibly do anything wrong. Isn't she just as fallible as any other?
The next message she sends can only confirm that. ]
My room at the Pendants has a reasonably large dining table. I can fetch some wine and snacks from the Mean.
Is there anything to which you are particularly partial?
[ Is she playing the fool? Surely nothing about this can be wise, and yet here she is, proposing it as readily as she would any other misbegotten adventure. ]
are there any foods their azem would have liked that world's most pathetic man could bring
[ As it is, he can create anything he wants, anyway, and he doubts very much that wine from here with its oversaturation of Light would taste like anything other than ash in his mouth, but at least he has the presence of mind not to say it. ]
In a bell, then?
Tell me, what do you intend to tell your friends? Or do you not intend to tell them? Our little secret.