[true enough...it's hard to make a proper assessment of one's self outside of the glaringly out-of-place, isn't it? any twinge or twitch will feel wrong until anxiety is sated.]
I doubt I need to advise you on keeping vigilant, yet I will all the same, if only to impress the importance of it. It won't do for you to wind up out of sorts if I'm to collect what's owed.
in the meanwhile, however:] Under better circumstances, I'd ask for your arm and an escort away from this nonsense, but...seeing as you're... [she gives an up and down glance. y'know...all nectared up and such.] ...I trust you'll not take offence if I keep my distance. I'd hate to ruin what your money helped pay for, after all.
Very well. But I can still walk you home... from a safe distance. That is, if you don't have any other dashing young princes to wake from their floral reveries.
Egads, do not put that on me. [it's admonishment without much bite -- rather, her tone is more wearily exasperated than anything as she turned to start to walk.] Such things are left to young, starry-eyed girls looking for excuses to make meaningful connections akin to a fairy tale.
[ He can't help but laugh at her immediate denial. She really does have an edge to her, doesn't she? But it's one that Corwin finds immensely fascinating. ]
Fairy tale or no, I'm grateful for the awakening. Thank you for debasing yourself on my account.
Speak no more of it, I beg you. Surely there are better things to focus on than that. Like trying to understand why you were unable to wake of your own accord? Or what the meaning behind the whole venture could truly be?
[ Trust this woman to bring the conversation back on track, in as blunt and forceful of a way as possible.
But, she has a point. The pools were... concerning. Maybe this isn't the time for levity. ]
The dream wanted something from me. Wanted to trigger some change, some... new understanding. I don't think it would have let me go naturally until it got what it wanted out of me.
[she stays quiet for a few moments, considering that. that a voiceless magical entity wants something from the unconscious mind of a person is inherently ominous, but...ominous doesn't automatically equate to evil.
eventually:] Tell me if you discover something about you has changed. Yourself, your magic... [it's for the sake of learning!! in general!]
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I doubt I need to advise you on keeping vigilant, yet I will all the same, if only to impress the importance of it. It won't do for you to wind up out of sorts if I'm to collect what's owed.
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Don't worry. Death will have a hard time claiming me before I've repaid my debt.
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in the meanwhile, however:] Under better circumstances, I'd ask for your arm and an escort away from this nonsense, but...seeing as you're... [she gives an up and down glance. y'know...all nectared up and such.] ...I trust you'll not take offence if I keep my distance. I'd hate to ruin what your money helped pay for, after all.
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Very well. But I can still walk you home... from a safe distance. That is, if you don't have any other dashing young princes to wake from their floral reveries.
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Fairy tale or no, I'm grateful for the awakening. Thank you for debasing yourself on my account.
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But, she has a point. The pools were... concerning. Maybe this isn't the time for levity. ]
The dream wanted something from me. Wanted to trigger some change, some... new understanding. I don't think it would have let me go naturally until it got what it wanted out of me.
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eventually:] Tell me if you discover something about you has changed. Yourself, your magic... [it's for the sake of learning!! in general!]