[ this is so fuckin' fancy, what the hell. he really feels out of place now, sitting here with pretty pink petals over his head and a neat slice of cake on a plate in his hands. ]
Guess we better fit in a few more dinners for you while we can then. [ one dinner with every person in the gy. ] Anything else you'd like to do before you inevitably have to head back?
You don't think we can pull it off? [ he will play along regardless. ] But I agree, that would be nice. But horse notwithstanding, anything that's a little less looming in the distance and depressing?
[Guess he survived the horse encounter, hilariously. Curiously, he inspects his own matcha tea and gives it a small sniff. It smells exactly like something Caduceus would make for the Mighty Nein. Makes him a bit homesick.
He glances up to give Wriothesley a look.]
I'm not sure. I would have to give it some thought. Is there anything else you would like to do before you go back? You weren't even in a predicament like this quite this long, were you?
[ a brief nod as he takes a bite of his cake. tasty. ]
Hard to really enjoy oneself when people are dying every single day.
[ hard to enjoy yourself when people are dying on a regular schedule too but at least there's more breathing room here. ]
But if I had to say....just seeing everything this place has to offer is enough. [ even if it means being run over in undercooked. ] I don't have the opportunity to go out much, so I'd like to take advantage while I can.
[He is looking expectantly at Wriothesley after the bite to see if Wriothesley likes it and, therefore, he will know whether to try any himself or politely pretend like he isn't hungry. It seems to be good, though...?
He will try some. Me getting a tag from you while finally in the middle of this one.]
What is death if not the best motivator for appreciating life?
[Said wryly. GET THEM ALL OUTTA HERE. He peers at Wriothesley, a little amused at the sappiness of this.]
Your duty doesn't let you go out, or you... aren't free to go out?
[ blame it on the sakura tree. or blame it on everything that's happened in the last six weeks.
but it's a valid question, one he mulls over while sticking more forkfuls of cake in his mouth to chew and swallow. he is not a cool and classy and evil drow so there is nothing particularly classy about his movements but at least he's not spilling crumbs everywhere. ]
A little bit of both. Keeping track of prisoners is a 'round the clock job, even if I've got plenty of hands helping. [ he momentarily lowers his cake plate. ] Besides that, I've spent so much of my life at the bottom of the sea that it's hard to remember what life is like topside. I don't keep in touch with my former foster family anymore and any friends I could see usually come and see me in my office if they need to, so there's not much reason for me to stay.
[He is still, like, wryly amused at the similarities between them settled on opposite sides of the same coin.]
I'm not exactly one to talk considering I imposed a great deal of solitude within a single city on my own self, but... you should get out more, Wriothesley. Maybe not in places like this, just in your own world. Not that we all dislike having met you, I'm sure.
[He has a sip of tea for a moment, pauses when he finds a blossom in it. He picks it carefully out.]
In that case, to answer your question from before: I would like to remember the people I have met, both new and old. I did not have any friends for a very long time, and I was convinced that's how I liked it. But after having friends... I realized... how lonely I had truly been without knowing.
I'll be sure to send you a letter whenever I do. "Dear Essek, today I ventured into the great wide wilderness outside my office and you'll never guess what happened. I met four whole people."
[ drawled out in a sing-song voice before he daintily takes a sip of his tea, watching essek pick a petal out of his own tea. there are so many petals fluttering around them in this shoujo-ass location. ]
But between you and everyone else, maybe I'll actually listen this time.
[ the power of peer pressure. but enough about him. ]
Are you satisfied with the friends you've made here then? Seems like a lot of people here are fond of you, though I know it doesn't always mean recprocation in the opposite direction.
[Forces Wriothesley to go out and meet people and experience the world. (He did not do this for a long time, he's a hypocrite.)]
You'll listen because I am the deciding voice of reason? I'm touched.
[Wriothesley isn't the only fucker who can be sarcastic and teasing. Thank you. He reaches out to idly pick a blossom out of Wriothesley's hair while Wriothesley talks, and then he glances away as if thoughtful - it's really a way to keep from being embarrassed.]
Well, what we say here together must never leave this place, or I will find you and turn you into a small cube. [He's just joking. Unless....?] But, truthfully... Yes, I have made some friends here, ones I never thought I would make outside of the Mighty Nein.
[ why are you making this lunch-dinner date so gay. wriothesley will not say anything as the blossom gets plucked from his hair but he will raise his eyebrows as he takes another sip of his tea. ]
I've never been turned into a cube before. Might be an interesting experience. [ says this like he is maybe entertaining the thought? taps his chin with one hand. ] Though it'd be hard to meet people as a cube.
[ alas..... ]
I'm glad to hear it though. It sounds trite and childish, but having people you can trust at your back really does make a world of difference. And I'm sure that, if you manage to survive those upcoming battles of yours, you'll have the chance to make even more friends.
[????? HE IS JUST GETTING BLOSSOMS OUT OF WRIOTHESLEY'S HAIR, DAMN!!! Can't a gay man get petals out of a hot bisexual man's hair without it being gay?]
I can assure you the experience is probably not as interesting as you think. From personal experience.
[He was dead when he got cubed, but whatever. It wouldn't have been great anyway.]
I feel as if I have made quite enough friends to last me several lifetimes, if I'm completely honest with you.
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Guess we better fit in a few more dinners for you while we can then. [ one dinner with every person in the gy. ] Anything else you'd like to do before you inevitably have to head back?
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I do need my alone time, you know.
[NOT EVERYONE. He is an introvert!!!! He'll die.]
Survive a horse encounter, I suppose.
[This isn't even what Wriothesley meant.]
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You don't think we can pull it off? [ he will play along regardless. ] But I agree, that would be nice. But horse notwithstanding, anything that's a little less looming in the distance and depressing?
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He glances up to give Wriothesley a look.]
I'm not sure. I would have to give it some thought. Is there anything else you would like to do before you go back? You weren't even in a predicament like this quite this long, were you?
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Hard to really enjoy oneself when people are dying every single day.
[ hard to enjoy yourself when people are dying on a regular schedule too but at least there's more breathing room here. ]
But if I had to say....just seeing everything this place has to offer is enough. [ even if it means being run over in undercooked. ] I don't have the opportunity to go out much, so I'd like to take advantage while I can.
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He will try some. Me getting a tag from you while finally in the middle of this one.]
What is death if not the best motivator for appreciating life?
[Said wryly. GET THEM ALL OUTTA HERE. He peers at Wriothesley, a little amused at the sappiness of this.]
Your duty doesn't let you go out, or you... aren't free to go out?
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but it's a valid question, one he mulls over while sticking more forkfuls of cake in his mouth to chew and swallow. he is not a cool and classy and evil drow so there is nothing particularly classy about his movements but at least he's not spilling crumbs everywhere. ]
A little bit of both. Keeping track of prisoners is a 'round the clock job, even if I've got plenty of hands helping. [ he momentarily lowers his cake plate. ] Besides that, I've spent so much of my life at the bottom of the sea that it's hard to remember what life is like topside. I don't keep in touch with my former foster family anymore and any friends I could see usually come and see me in my office if they need to, so there's not much reason for me to stay.
[ no real place for him to fit in. ]
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I'm not exactly one to talk considering I imposed a great deal of solitude within a single city on my own self, but... you should get out more, Wriothesley. Maybe not in places like this, just in your own world. Not that we all dislike having met you, I'm sure.
[He has a sip of tea for a moment, pauses when he finds a blossom in it. He picks it carefully out.]
In that case, to answer your question from before: I would like to remember the people I have met, both new and old. I did not have any friends for a very long time, and I was convinced that's how I liked it. But after having friends... I realized... how lonely I had truly been without knowing.
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I'll be sure to send you a letter whenever I do. "Dear Essek, today I ventured into the great wide wilderness outside my office and you'll never guess what happened. I met four whole people."
[ drawled out in a sing-song voice before he daintily takes a sip of his tea, watching essek pick a petal out of his own tea. there are so many petals fluttering around them in this shoujo-ass location. ]
But between you and everyone else, maybe I'll actually listen this time.
[ the power of peer pressure. but enough about him. ]
Are you satisfied with the friends you've made here then? Seems like a lot of people here are fond of you, though I know it doesn't always mean recprocation in the opposite direction.
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I await your letter then.
[Forces Wriothesley to go out and meet people and experience the world. (He did not do this for a long time, he's a hypocrite.)]
You'll listen because I am the deciding voice of reason? I'm touched.
[Wriothesley isn't the only fucker who can be sarcastic and teasing. Thank you. He reaches out to idly pick a blossom out of Wriothesley's hair while Wriothesley talks, and then he glances away as if thoughtful - it's really a way to keep from being embarrassed.]
Well, what we say here together must never leave this place, or I will find you and turn you into a small cube. [He's just joking. Unless....?] But, truthfully... Yes, I have made some friends here, ones I never thought I would make outside of the Mighty Nein.
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I've never been turned into a cube before. Might be an interesting experience. [ says this like he is maybe entertaining the thought? taps his chin with one hand. ] Though it'd be hard to meet people as a cube.
[ alas..... ]
I'm glad to hear it though. It sounds trite and childish, but having people you can trust at your back really does make a world of difference. And I'm sure that, if you manage to survive those upcoming battles of yours, you'll have the chance to make even more friends.
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I can assure you the experience is probably not as interesting as you think. From personal experience.
[He was dead when he got cubed, but whatever. It wouldn't have been great anyway.]
I feel as if I have made quite enough friends to last me several lifetimes, if I'm completely honest with you.
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Then I suppose it's just a matter of keeping in touch with everyone after we leave.