[ she's quiet until they make it to the seat up the path - when she does manage to find a place to sit, she just sinks down and breathes harshly through her nose a bit. she's not unused to pain, not at all, but after months of her worst aches and pains just being brushed away by jester's magic, she's really feeling it.
she probably should've stayed in her cabin, but she wanted to be nosy with the hot springs, so. here she is, eye closed, hair in her face. ]
[He'll stand guard over her, casting a look over his shoulder towards where they came from, then from where people had already left, and there's no one else in sight right now...
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Yeah, the longer she sits here, the more he KNOWS he has to make up his mind. There's no way in hell he can just let her force herself to camp like this.
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His voice gets considerably more nervous.]
Hey...
Beau, I think it might be a bad idea to let you keep going like this. If you're up for it, I can-- [hrk]
No, no. I'm - I'm okay enough. [ for now. in fact, she's going to slowly pull herself to her feet. ] I've had worse, and it's not worth freaking you out over.
[ she's blunt and rude sometimes, but the thought of actively making someone deeply uncomfortable or afraid makes her want to die, a little. ]
[Aaaand she's up on her feet again. He cuts himself off with a sigh, hovering at an arm's length as usual.]
Hey, come on, pity's the last thing I want to hear right now. This is about you being safe, not what makes me uncomfortable or you needing to prove something.
I'm a servant, Beau. This is just kind of what I do in my nature. Besides, I told you before, didn't I? You're a decent person. I wouldn't just leave you behind if I could help it.
No. It's not. [ ... she considers leaving it there, and then just sighs. ] I'm from a rich family. We're not nobles, necessarily, but we rub shoulders with them constantly.
We make wine. Lionett wine. It's the best in Wildemount.
Success, mostly. We own the land that grows the specific type of grapes you need to make our wine. They don't grow anywhere else. My dad made some deal to get it a long time ago.
[ she doesn't know the specifics of that deal from her current canon point but wow is it a doozy. ]
I hated it and I haven't been in the middle of it for a few years now, so. Maybe that's why I don't feel like a rich kid.
Definitely. I'm a Nie, now. I can leave that other shit behind. Not like they wanted me to keep it anyway. [ she presses her hand to her stomach again as she walks. ]
Not the good kind of family drama, then. [Is that what Ogata had meant, then...?
He sees her slowly starting to buckle again, but he'll just keep an eye on her.]
You seem happier this way. Sometimes I think shedding that title is a way to really see what a person can become. Doesn't mean you have to forget it, but you don't need it to define you.
[ she wrinkles her nose a bit at that first part but doesn't say anything. ]
I was enjoying myself. I'm not that fucking terrible with girls. [ she just doesn't have self esteem, oops ] There's just a difference between sleeping with them and dating them.
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she probably should've stayed in her cabin, but she wanted to be nosy with the hot springs, so. here she is, eye closed, hair in her face. ]
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Yeah, the longer she sits here, the more he KNOWS he has to make up his mind. There's no way in hell he can just let her force herself to camp like this.
wheezes
His voice gets considerably more nervous.]
Hey...
Beau, I think it might be a bad idea to let you keep going like this. If you're up for it, I can-- [hrk]
...I can carry you.
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... You don't need to carry me, man, I can make it. [ she sounds hesitant. ] I don't wanna stress you out.
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I've been able to get myself through it before.
Besides, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something happened and I couldn't do anything.
...It's up to you, though.
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No, no. I'm - I'm okay enough. [ for now. in fact, she's going to slowly pull herself to her feet. ] I've had worse, and it's not worth freaking you out over.
[ she's blunt and rude sometimes, but the thought of actively making someone deeply uncomfortable or afraid makes her want to die, a little. ]
Let's go.
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[Aaaand she's up on her feet again. He cuts himself off with a sigh, hovering at an arm's length as usual.]
Hey, come on, pity's the last thing I want to hear right now. This is about you being safe, not what makes me uncomfortable or you needing to prove something.
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Pity's the last thing I want to hear right now. I can make it back to the camp. [ probably. ]
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[Oof. Okay, whatever. He'll just put his hands up in resignation, taking a step back. Fine, fine...]
I didn't mean it like that. Sorry. I'm just concerned about you. Can you blame me for wanting to make sure you stay in one piece?
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It's okay, I just... don't get why you'd be willing to make yourself uncomfortable in order to help me out.
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[There's a laugh, though it's tired.]
I'm a servant, Beau. This is just kind of what I do in my nature. Besides, I told you before, didn't I? You're a decent person. I wouldn't just leave you behind if I could help it.
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A servant, huh. I thought you were a noble.
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Interesting guess. What makes you say that?
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Asch said something to you about a House Gardios needing an heir during trial. [ sniff. ] But you don't really act like one, I guess.
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You're sharp.
Both are right. I've been a servant most of my life, and my current situation leaves me doing pretty much the same thing most of the time.
But Asch is right. I'm under vassalge to His Majesty Emperor Peony the Ninth, as the current heir of the house of Count Gardios.
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You under vassalage willingly or unwillingly?
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Willingly.
You ask that like you're familiar with how it works. Not you first run-in with the noble crowd? [Is that fancy name not just for show after all?]
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No. It's not. [ ... she considers leaving it there, and then just sighs. ] I'm from a rich family. We're not nobles, necessarily, but we rub shoulders with them constantly.
We make wine. Lionett wine. It's the best in Wildemount.
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Didn't take you as one for that kind of lifestyle, either. [There's a joking tone to it, light and slightly empathetic.]
Did your family exclusively sell to the upper class, or was that just something that came on from success?
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Success, mostly. We own the land that grows the specific type of grapes you need to make our wine. They don't grow anywhere else. My dad made some deal to get it a long time ago.
[ she doesn't know the specifics of that deal from her current canon point but wow is it a doozy. ]
I hated it and I haven't been in the middle of it for a few years now, so. Maybe that's why I don't feel like a rich kid.
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[says the one who doesn't have Gardios anywhere on his bus pass, but eh.]
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Definitely. I'm a Nie, now. I can leave that other shit behind. Not like they wanted me to keep it anyway. [ she presses her hand to her stomach again as she walks. ]
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He sees her slowly starting to buckle again, but he'll just keep an eye on her.]
You seem happier this way. Sometimes I think shedding that title is a way to really see what a person can become. Doesn't mean you have to forget it, but you don't need it to define you.
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she glances at him, vaguely amused. ]
I am happier this way. Yeah. I made my own name. My own family. I haven't needed the Lionetts in years.
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Ooooother than maybe working on that confidence with the ladies a little more. You sounded like you were enjoying yourself tonight.
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I was enjoying myself. I'm not that fucking terrible with girls. [ she just doesn't have self esteem, oops ] There's just a difference between sleeping with them and dating them.
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