And that does not offend your priestly sensibilities?
[ Primrose returns to her seat and pours an additional cup of tea, nudging it towards them. ]
Yes... I wonder if this is meant to be the effect of this week, much like last week's. This is far more troublesome, however.
Yes... I wonder if this is meant to be the effect of this week, much like last week's. This is far more troublesome, however.
Yes, we could have lost the ability to breathe.
[ For example. ]
[ For example. ]
[ And a coy look right damn back ]
Then perhaps I may offer you a dance sometime.
Then perhaps I may offer you a dance sometime.
[ In my mind all I hear is Limbo going "Huhu, big summer blowout!"
But Primrose merely smiles and dips her head. ]
You have my word.
But Primrose merely smiles and dips her head. ]
You have my word.
I believe I may have made a misassumption, then... when you mentioned Servants and Masters, they're unrelated to something like a butler or a maid serving a family?
Ah, then is it something like a... [ hm. ] ... something to help assist in battle?
... Ah. So you move at another's command, more or less.
[ Okay, that makes sense. ]
[ Okay, that makes sense. ]
... Is there no benefit for you, then?
[ This seems very one-sided. ]
[ This seems very one-sided. ]
[ Well. It takes all kinds, she supposes. ]
You do seem the sort who could manage such devotion and dedication.
You do seem the sort who could manage such devotion and dedication.
[ Primrose steps into the tea room and-- it's a bit nostalgic, seeing as the last time she shared a conversation with Douman, it was also in the tea room. Now, she just sighs a little. ]
Truly, never a dull moment on these days, even if I were to wish otherwise.
Truly, never a dull moment on these days, even if I were to wish otherwise.
So long as it isn't chocolate, I'll happily partake.
[ With a wry quirk of her lips, no less. ]
[ With a wry quirk of her lips, no less. ]
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