she blinks owlishly at him, as though she's hearing this the first time. it isn't, but the fact that he still likes her company despite the horrors she just dumped on him surprises her anyway. ]
It's fine. I don't know where else I want to go but the ones that dating app came up for me. It's just...
[ she looks at her reflection on her mug to help recompose her thoughts. it's a habit of hers, to gaze upon the nearest body of liquid whenever she's feeling contemplative. ]
Do you do this often? Ignoring the fact that you must be a busy man back at the prison. I still feel like I'm getting my feet wet when it comes to going out and having fun for once.
You mean have fun? Or spend time with other people?
[ In truth, he doesn't - hadn't - done much of either, kept busy by his various duties as she'd correctly surmised. But he's always believed in balance and equality and, unlike some other ranked officials in Fontaine, had never particularly enjoyed working himself to death without a single break. Beyond that....
He takes another sip of his tea before setting the mug down. ]
You know, I almost died a long time ago. I didn't for some reason, and for the longest time I used to think it was because the gods or fate or whatever higher power wanted me to live with the burden of my crimes. [ Murder is murder after all, no matter how justified. ] I don't think that way anymore, and while I also don't think it's some sort of miraculous second chance at life, I'm more open to appreciating the extra time I've been given.
[ ALL OF THAT TO SAY (wow why is he such a verbose bitch): ]
Honestly, I'm not an expert at letting loose either but I firmly believe it's all a matter of attitude. So I'm sure you'll do just fine.
[ of course he'd committed a crime before. somehow that didn't cross ishmael's mind till now - though to be fair, if someone were to break a taboo back in the city they'd immediately be hunted down and killed on the spot. so in a way, it is a miracle that wriothesley has survived this long in life. ]
Gods don't really exist where I'm from. So if I choose to live on despite the sins I committed, it's because that is the path I have chosen.
[ and it was a liberating, to be able to choose for herself after years of self-doubt.
she takes one last sip of her tea, and casts a small smile at him. ]
...Thanks. For believing in me. But I hope the place you've chosen to have a picnic in better be worth it. [ don't disappoint her now...]
[ Hers is honestly a far more preferable approach to handling all the curveballs life throws at them, and the confidence behind her statement makes him smile, a surge of respect running through him. ]
I hope more people choose to adopt that mindset, instead of placing all their faith in invisible gods that might not even exist.
[ But also wow?? Way to lay on the pressure. ]
But I see you don't have much faith in me and my ability to choose fine dining [ picnic ] locations. [ He sighs, dramatically and without any sort of real emotion. ] Looks like I'll have to put in extra effort not to disappoint you.
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she blinks owlishly at him, as though she's hearing this the first time. it isn't, but the fact that he still likes her company despite the horrors she just dumped on him surprises her anyway. ]
It's fine. I don't know where else I want to go but the ones that dating app came up for me. It's just...
[ she looks at her reflection on her mug to help recompose her thoughts. it's a habit of hers, to gaze upon the nearest body of liquid whenever she's feeling contemplative. ]
Do you do this often? Ignoring the fact that you must be a busy man back at the prison. I still feel like I'm getting my feet wet when it comes to going out and having fun for once.
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[ In truth, he doesn't - hadn't - done much of either, kept busy by his various duties as she'd correctly surmised. But he's always believed in balance and equality and, unlike some other ranked officials in Fontaine, had never particularly enjoyed working himself to death without a single break. Beyond that....
He takes another sip of his tea before setting the mug down. ]
You know, I almost died a long time ago. I didn't for some reason, and for the longest time I used to think it was because the gods or fate or whatever higher power wanted me to live with the burden of my crimes. [ Murder is murder after all, no matter how justified. ] I don't think that way anymore, and while I also don't think it's some sort of miraculous second chance at life, I'm more open to appreciating the extra time I've been given.
[ ALL OF THAT TO SAY (wow why is he such a verbose bitch): ]
Honestly, I'm not an expert at letting loose either but I firmly believe it's all a matter of attitude. So I'm sure you'll do just fine.
[ Just ✨ believe ✨ in yourself. ]
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Gods don't really exist where I'm from. So if I choose to live on despite the sins I committed, it's because that is the path I have chosen.
[ and it was a liberating, to be able to choose for herself after years of self-doubt.
she takes one last sip of her tea, and casts a small smile at him. ]
...Thanks. For believing in me. But I hope the place you've chosen to have a picnic in better be worth it. [ don't disappoint her now...]
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I hope more people choose to adopt that mindset, instead of placing all their faith in invisible gods that might not even exist.
[ But also wow?? Way to lay on the pressure. ]
But I see you don't have much faith in me and my ability to choose fine dining [ picnic ] locations. [ He sighs, dramatically and without any sort of real emotion. ] Looks like I'll have to put in extra effort not to disappoint you.
[ It's on now. ]
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[ and with that, she stands from her chair. ]
Anyway, I've already overstayed my welcome. Hope you like the chocolate.
[ and with a wave, she makes her leave. see you at the fake dating, oomfie ]