[Intent was a tricky thing- and occasionally, even if Sieglinde might be able to perfectly read her partner's internal motivations, actions that appeared condescending still galled. And Sieglinde did not stop finding up the blanket to the original shape it had held, calmly offering it back.]
Then I must thank you for the sentiment, but I assure you if I were cold I would wear a coat. This fabric looks very flammable.
[She's starting to get that itch at the nape of her neck- the one that forewarned her when Olivia was going to start talking about relying on each other and feelings, or when Haise was going to start waxing poetic about the virtues of love over superior procreation. She casts a glance his way, but unless he says something to change her mind-]
Do wait here and I shall retrieve them for you. Haise, perhaps I should take your notes and I shall return them answered in due time?
[It's going about as well as Haise might've expected, but it doesn't mean he's going to stop trying. Sieglinde is strong-willed, which is both a strength of hers and something anyone of differing opinion will inevitably end up grappling with. Considering the sorts of things that he's faced, and all she's done for him, he isn't about to give up quite that easily]
I think you know already. [Still, if she wants to hear it-] But just after enlisting help, it looks like you've mired yourself in work again, after losing someone I know you care about. In times like that...there's a benefit to having others around. If you push yourself aside enough times, it adds up, and one day, even work won't be enough to make you forget.
[Sieglinde's itch wasn't wrong, but at least Haise can speak of this matter from experience and not theory. He's spent so long denying his feelings to himself, more than anyone else, tamping them down and ignoring them and imagining something better. Now that he's had his time away from the stresses of his own reality, he can see it more clearly]
Maybe...maybe I can't help you with your work. But I can be there, and I know that working with a clear mind is better than doing so with a troubled one.
[ She takes the blanket quietly, her head still tilted a little up, her eyes do shift back towards Haise. Sentiment is not something is allowed for someone like Sonia or Sieglinde, she knows that all too well. You have to do your job first and foremost, block everything out so your duty can be fulfilled. At least, that is the impression she had on the other girl, that she's been raised in the same kind of conditions that don't let you get used to this kind of contact. ]
I would like to add something to that. [ Her fingers dig into the blanket. ] You are working to help both yourself and others here, correct? Should you block people out entirely, how will you know what they need help with? [ Her face softens into a smile. ] People of our status are to remain distant, yes, but still approachable. No matter how we feel. I had thought that being around someone who understood better than most would be of use, perhaps with a distraction a little lighter so you may sleep soundly tonight. It is what I do before falling asleep now the option is available.
[Sieglinde doesn't like being chastised, being lectured, or... really, being denied anything. She had been raised without parents, given reign over a manor and a village, and as long as she continued her work on the Ultimate Magic... she was allowed to do it in whatever way she pleased.
But Olivia's words, for some reason upset with her, (probably for another of her failings, failing to understand friends), are ringing in her ears still, and Sieglinde tries to pause. Closes her eyes. Inhales. Exhales.]
... so the both of you think that your presence will somehow allow me to work better? Somehow make up for Masamune's transfer?
[One of the benefits to growing up in a village like she had was that no one had ever left. No one had ever died. She'd never had to deal with things like loss, before ALASTAIR, before Gilgamesh, before... Masamune.
Didn't know what one was supposed to do with the gaping hole in her heart. Didn't know why people kept saying they could do something about it, when they weren't him.]
[Haise can't argue that he's been in a position quite like either of them. While he's been treated as property, he's had success in getting others to see him as human, even if he counts among the sort of creatures he and his associates fight against. He's sought connections and tethered himself to reality through them...
And though he doesn't know it, he was very purposefully supplied with some of these to give him something to hold onto, and consequently make him easier to control. The need for those bonds is intrinsic for Haise, and he believes that even if someone has been held at a distance from the world, there's something universally human about that need for attachment.
Sieglinde's practically said it herself: Masamune's absence weighs on her. Those bonds matter]
Not make up for, no. [He clarifies after a short pause, deciding how best to articulate it] No one can occupy his space. But in times when you feel the absence of someone you're close to, there can be a comfort in having others around, and giving yourself time to process that change. If one of our associates were injured badly, you wouldn't tell them to ignore it, right?
[And maybe that's too abstract, the way he says it. But by now, Haise knows they don't exactly see things eye to eye. It's not something he minds, but times like these, he can only hope he can find the right way to convey his point, for her sake]
And Sonia's got a point...you've given a lot to others. I know that from experience, and in this area, I think maybe there's something I can do for a change. Things like this are something I understand, and your experience is something she can understand.
[With their powers combined, they're a support base, or something]
I agree. No one friend can replace another, but another can offer a hand when you cannot focus on anything else. Do you truly think, that even as someone of my position, I only did my work? One of my greatest passions is watching television, to take in the lives of others to perhaps understand a little of the lives my subjects may hold so I may understand what is best for them. Being alone is not good for anyone.
In fact, I will share one secret with you. [ Her voice softens even further. ] My friends at home, some of them rather, are locked in a pod in a coma. They are unable to wake up. I may make friends here, but none of the friends here will replace those waiting for me at home. It is just a matter of waiting until we meet again.
Perhaps, one day, you will be able to see your friend again. When that happens, I am sure that they would prefer to know that you did not close in on yourself either.
[ It's a lot of words, probably too much information, but she wants to drive the point home. ]
[It is something like the sensation one experiences when listening to someone speak a language you only half understand, and Sieglinde can only watch impassively as the two made their cases, talking of comfort and distractions and company and secrets, all things that she hardly denied worked.
But they were for other people. Weaker people. Less dutiful people. People who weren't her, because she was supposed to be able to work no matter what, and not need anyone, and not let anyone see her upset.
Yet what is she supposed to do? If she were to slam the door in their faces she would be branded childish, something done all too easily with how small she was... and though she hardly appreciates it at the moment, they both seemed... determined.
Sieglinde chokes down the desire to make a scathing rebuttal, to claim they knew nothing of her if they would make such silly assertions, and instead turns to go back into her room to retrieve some of her files, leaving the door open.]
Do as you please, then.
[If they step through the threshhold, the eyes of her skull-faced familiar would be the first to greet them, glowing softly in the candlelit semi-darkness of the room, one filled to the brim and cluttered with books, vials, chemicals, files, and all manner of witch-like paraphernalia.]
[It's grudging, Haise knows, but it's still acquiescence, and he'll take what he can get. He gestures for Sonia to enter the room before he follows suit, pausing along the way to gently pat Isengrim's skull head. They'd seen quite a bit of each other back on Perdition's Rest, and he's glad to see no signs of the injuries that had been present after a certain incident.
Seeing as Sieglinde's desk is quite occupied, Haise finds an alternative surface to set the tray down on, making use of an end-table. That will do for their purposes, he thinks, not wanting to displace anything]
I thought cocoa might be nice, given the chill weather.
[And if Sieglinde is at all interested in the rest of what's arrayed on that tray, among the snacks she's already observed are ones for Isengrim. Can't neglect one of her friends, especially when he's right there, after all... Though he isn't sure if the same recipe he'd used for Riza's pet would appeal to a different sort of creature]
[ Sonia moves inside first after Haise gestures and instantly moves towards Isengrim out of curiousity. She's quiet about it at least, her cheeks flushing as she hovers after Haise is done to start petting him as well. She doesn't want to hover too close to Sieglinde just yet after she only just agreed to let them in.
She only spends a minute or two there though, before she takes in Sieglinde's room properly. ]
You truly have an amazing collection here.
[ She whispers it though, not wanting to break the atmosphere that already feels fragile. ]
[Sieglinde might not be paying a lot of attention, but Isengrim sure is. The skull-faced dog didn't... have a nose, so much as an exposed naval cavity, but it's sense of smell was somehow still present, and the creature lifts its head to stare at the tray expectantly. Slowly, it accepts her touch as its gaze moves between Sonia and the snacks.
Waiting.
Sieglinde, for her part, seems to still be intent on this only being a business call, moving to her desk to begin rifling through papers. It's an absolute mess just looking at it, but she seems to know where most things are, gathering various documents into a file with her back to her company.]
Indeed. It is nothing compared to my workshop in my manor, but with enough time I suppose I will rebuild.
[She had stopped along the way, thinking about returning to her world. Even though she'd known someone who had been returned... almost everyone was merely transferred to another team. And even if there was a possibility... it wasn't somewhere she wished to go back to.
... She also wouldn't completely refuse cocoa, but that didn't need to be said.]
[Since Haise takes notice of the rather pointed attention, he picks up one of the snacks from the tray and kneels to offer it to Isengrim. If the apparent interest is anything to go by, it may be a suitable snack after all, and that would be very good to know for future reference. The cocoa of course is there for Sieglinde to take, a canister of whipped cream stationed beside a steaming mug]
Would a workspace like that be more useful to you?
[He had always preferred the desk in his room when he was working back home, so he can imagine that it might be the same for someone else. It seems that Sieglinde gets plenty done as it stands, but having the right environment might be beneficial too.
Granted, he's more concerned with her emotional state than with work, but it seems like an easy subject to begin with]
Mmm. [ She sounds contemplative as she moves aside to let Haise feed Isengrim, shifting the blanket in her arms now to unfold it and curl it around herself. ]
Have you asked if there are any other free rooms in the castle you could gain access to? I imagine if you indicate how much of an asset it would be to ALASTAIR, they would comply.
[ Though then her smile becomes a little sheepish. ]
Though admittedly it would only be available when we return here.
There is very little need for the space yet without the equipment.
[Isengrim normally snacked on a diet that most people might find discomforting to feet their pets, as in... hunks of raw meat, but she'd found out he could digest pretty much anything. And Haise was around enough that he associated the young man with good things. Like treats.
Sieglinde takes a moment to set her notes down in order to gesture... as widely as she possible can with her arms.]
My cauldron was deeper than the height of two men, and just as wide. I do not even have a ladder here.
[... She'd needed one, that's how big it was, is what she's saying.]
ALASTAIR is not in the habit of furnishing us with that much, I am sorry to inform you.
[At least, she's never seen someone get something so large as a giant witch's cauldron. It tended to be far more portable items intended for use in the field. It made sense, in a way, but she didn't have to like it.]
[The notion of Sieglinde working with something that enormous when she's so young (and consequently dainty) is admittedly unexpected, though Haise won't do her the discourtesy of voicing as much. It's more that he can't imagine what would necessitate anything of such volume, above all else.
He pats Isengrim once the familiar has taken the treat from him, pleased that his offering is acceptable. It may not be raw meat, but at least it's not entirely unappealing to the familiar.
Haise considers the nature of resources they're supplied with for a time longer, recalling a past conversation along the same lines]
Maybe we couldn't get something of that volume...but are there resources we could keep an eye out for, while we're in the field? I realize it wouldn't be the same, but there might be some good in it.
[And while they're on such business-like matters, why not cover something like that?]
A cauldron deeper than the height of two men?! [ Sonia becomes much more alert at that, her eyes lighting with excitement, then-- ] Did you ever put men inside it?!
[ I'm so sorry... yet if that's the comparison you are going to give... this is what you are going to get. ]
Though I admit I am a little surprised by that, I have received a few things from them since my arrival. I now have an AK-74M gun and a katana that I can use. Though Haise is correct, there may be a way to make something.
[She replies honestly enough, moving back to continue putting together her files. ... Most recently two people poisoned by the very miasma she'd unwittingly created, but she didn't feel the need to explain so deeply as that.
... She was a bit surprised to hear Sonia say a gun and a sword, but. To ask would make her seem more open to converdation in the moment, wouldn't it, so Sieglinde bites back the curious instinct and instead grabs a last manila folder.]
Those are handheld items- they are more free the smaller the item in my experience.
[Finally turning back, she holds out the small stack of papers, containing notes, diagrams, hypotheses, and more on Graham's condition. Her expression spoke somewhat plainly of her loathing to hand them over... but the last thing she wished was to be accused of not giving her patient the best options.]
Here. I would like these returned as soon as possible.
[It doesn't quite answer the question of what they might be able to hunt down for her, but Haise thinks better of pressing the matter. Maybe he can ask at another time, since he suspects that there's always something that might be of use, given the limited manner in which supplies are provisioned to them.
For now, he simply waits the exchange of the notes, bending to pat Isengrim's head gently again. Insofar as what might be done for Graham, there's little that he can provide. His healing abilities don't stand out among others, and his regeneration doesn't sound like the sort of thing that's needed. If his ability to recover were useful, he has no doubt that Sieglinde would have mentioned it.
But it seems something to do with magic, and that's an area in which others are far more useful]
Was it fun? [ Only Sonia is far too curious about Sieglinde's world of witchcraft, and while she does know that she isn't willing to chat, at least this is a subject close to home. It should be something she can easily fall back into, to distract herself when necessary. ]
I find it curious, however, that with the magic and science here in Oska that they have not found a way of making things appear smaller than they are. For example, a bag that could store an entire room of accessories, but appear palm sized to the normal eye. It would be rather useful.
[ Though she holds out both hands to take the files. ]
I will treat them with care, do not worry. I may just hand copy them and bring them back to you later today, if that is better?
i kept avoiding this thread because sieg is a party pooper
[So she ends up explaining it anyway, even though it was in a curt and very vague sort of way. There had been nothing fun about Sebastian showing up with his master suffering from the effects of the poison she herself had leaked into the forest.]
And I have such a bag- they exist.
[Which she normally liked to show off, honestly, but at the moment, she was more intent on her random visitors being seen off for the night.
So she just hands the files over to Sonia.]
You may return them whenever is best for you within the next two days.
no worries, if the thread's tough we can handwave or so
[Well, this is rather an uphill battle. It's not surprising, of course; Haise remembers how it was when Sieglinde's squidge refused to stop crying, but he wishes he better understood how to help. He can't simply tell her that shoving her emotions aside actually makes a person more brittle than strong, nor can he say quite a number of things that would make matters simpler.
It might be the case that he can't help at this time, much as he doesn't like admitting such a thought to himself. Still, giving up on her that easily would be doing her a disservice]
I suppose it's not surprising ALASTAIR has such innovations. Perhaps if they're interested in encouraging invention, they might make a lab accessible to our team.
[Business, it seems, might be the easiest topic to broach]
[ Sonia hasn't known her long enough to know too much about her, it's more the understanding of what her lifestyle would have been like that has her trying to get the other girl to stop being so stubborn about this.
She has to hold her tongue after that statement though, lowering her eyes to the side as she takes the files. It's more out of overstepping there than anything else. A misunderstanding of readings not being true to reality, as it may be. ]
Thank you.
it's okay sieg is a butt so it's wrapping up anyway
[As rude as she knew it could be perceived to be, Sieglinde kept her commentary short and not too sweet, not wishing to encourage any further conversation that might prompt lingering.
Or meddling in what she honestly half-knew she was doing. Drowning herself in work and little else in order to forget that she'd lost Masamune, a man who had been like a brother to her, who had been the only constant in her life since her recruitment.
So she moves to the door, clearing her throat as she opens it and gives a half-curtsy.]
In that case, feel free to discuss your theories with me at that time. Thank you both for the consideration.
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Then I must thank you for the sentiment, but I assure you if I were cold I would wear a coat. This fabric looks very flammable.
[She's starting to get that itch at the nape of her neck- the one that forewarned her when Olivia was going to start talking about relying on each other and feelings, or when Haise was going to start waxing poetic about the virtues of love over superior procreation. She casts a glance his way, but unless he says something to change her mind-]
Do wait here and I shall retrieve them for you. Haise, perhaps I should take your notes and I shall return them answered in due time?
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I think you know already. [Still, if she wants to hear it-] But just after enlisting help, it looks like you've mired yourself in work again, after losing someone I know you care about. In times like that...there's a benefit to having others around. If you push yourself aside enough times, it adds up, and one day, even work won't be enough to make you forget.
[Sieglinde's itch wasn't wrong, but at least Haise can speak of this matter from experience and not theory. He's spent so long denying his feelings to himself, more than anyone else, tamping them down and ignoring them and imagining something better. Now that he's had his time away from the stresses of his own reality, he can see it more clearly]
Maybe...maybe I can't help you with your work. But I can be there, and I know that working with a clear mind is better than doing so with a troubled one.
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I would like to add something to that. [ Her fingers dig into the blanket. ] You are working to help both yourself and others here, correct? Should you block people out entirely, how will you know what they need help with? [ Her face softens into a smile. ] People of our status are to remain distant, yes, but still approachable. No matter how we feel. I had thought that being around someone who understood better than most would be of use, perhaps with a distraction a little lighter so you may sleep soundly tonight. It is what I do before falling asleep now the option is available.
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But Olivia's words, for some reason upset with her, (probably for another of her failings, failing to understand friends), are ringing in her ears still, and Sieglinde tries to pause. Closes her eyes. Inhales. Exhales.]
... so the both of you think that your presence will somehow allow me to work better? Somehow make up for Masamune's transfer?
[One of the benefits to growing up in a village like she had was that no one had ever left. No one had ever died. She'd never had to deal with things like loss, before ALASTAIR, before Gilgamesh, before... Masamune.
Didn't know what one was supposed to do with the gaping hole in her heart. Didn't know why people kept saying they could do something about it, when they weren't him.]
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And though he doesn't know it, he was very purposefully supplied with some of these to give him something to hold onto, and consequently make him easier to control. The need for those bonds is intrinsic for Haise, and he believes that even if someone has been held at a distance from the world, there's something universally human about that need for attachment.
Sieglinde's practically said it herself: Masamune's absence weighs on her. Those bonds matter]
Not make up for, no. [He clarifies after a short pause, deciding how best to articulate it] No one can occupy his space. But in times when you feel the absence of someone you're close to, there can be a comfort in having others around, and giving yourself time to process that change. If one of our associates were injured badly, you wouldn't tell them to ignore it, right?
[And maybe that's too abstract, the way he says it. But by now, Haise knows they don't exactly see things eye to eye. It's not something he minds, but times like these, he can only hope he can find the right way to convey his point, for her sake]
And Sonia's got a point...you've given a lot to others. I know that from experience, and in this area, I think maybe there's something I can do for a change. Things like this are something I understand, and your experience is something she can understand.
[With their powers combined, they're a support base, or something]
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In fact, I will share one secret with you. [ Her voice softens even further. ] My friends at home, some of them rather, are locked in a pod in a coma. They are unable to wake up. I may make friends here, but none of the friends here will replace those waiting for me at home. It is just a matter of waiting until we meet again.
Perhaps, one day, you will be able to see your friend again. When that happens, I am sure that they would prefer to know that you did not close in on yourself either.
[ It's a lot of words, probably too much information, but she wants to drive the point home. ]
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But they were for other people. Weaker people. Less dutiful people. People who weren't her, because she was supposed to be able to work no matter what, and not need anyone, and not let anyone see her upset.
Yet what is she supposed to do? If she were to slam the door in their faces she would be branded childish, something done all too easily with how small she was... and though she hardly appreciates it at the moment, they both seemed... determined.
Sieglinde chokes down the desire to make a scathing rebuttal, to claim they knew nothing of her if they would make such silly assertions, and instead turns to go back into her room to retrieve some of her files, leaving the door open.]
Do as you please, then.
[If they step through the threshhold, the eyes of her skull-faced familiar would be the first to greet them, glowing softly in the candlelit semi-darkness of the room, one filled to the brim and cluttered with books, vials, chemicals, files, and all manner of witch-like paraphernalia.]
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Seeing as Sieglinde's desk is quite occupied, Haise finds an alternative surface to set the tray down on, making use of an end-table. That will do for their purposes, he thinks, not wanting to displace anything]
I thought cocoa might be nice, given the chill weather.
[And if Sieglinde is at all interested in the rest of what's arrayed on that tray, among the snacks she's already observed are ones for Isengrim. Can't neglect one of her friends, especially when he's right there, after all... Though he isn't sure if the same recipe he'd used for Riza's pet would appeal to a different sort of creature]
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She only spends a minute or two there though, before she takes in Sieglinde's room properly. ]
You truly have an amazing collection here.
[ She whispers it though, not wanting to break the atmosphere that already feels fragile. ]
Is this where you usually work?
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Waiting.
Sieglinde, for her part, seems to still be intent on this only being a business call, moving to her desk to begin rifling through papers. It's an absolute mess just looking at it, but she seems to know where most things are, gathering various documents into a file with her back to her company.]
Indeed. It is nothing compared to my workshop in my manor, but with enough time I suppose I will rebuild.
[She had stopped along the way, thinking about returning to her world. Even though she'd known someone who had been returned... almost everyone was merely transferred to another team. And even if there was a possibility... it wasn't somewhere she wished to go back to.
... She also wouldn't completely refuse cocoa, but that didn't need to be said.]
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Would a workspace like that be more useful to you?
[He had always preferred the desk in his room when he was working back home, so he can imagine that it might be the same for someone else. It seems that Sieglinde gets plenty done as it stands, but having the right environment might be beneficial too.
Granted, he's more concerned with her emotional state than with work, but it seems like an easy subject to begin with]
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Have you asked if there are any other free rooms in the castle you could gain access to? I imagine if you indicate how much of an asset it would be to ALASTAIR, they would comply.
[ Though then her smile becomes a little sheepish. ]
Though admittedly it would only be available when we return here.
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[Isengrim normally snacked on a diet that most people might find discomforting to feet their pets, as in... hunks of raw meat, but she'd found out he could digest pretty much anything. And Haise was around enough that he associated the young man with good things. Like treats.
Sieglinde takes a moment to set her notes down in order to gesture... as widely as she possible can with her arms.]
My cauldron was deeper than the height of two men, and just as wide. I do not even have a ladder here.
[... She'd needed one, that's how big it was, is what she's saying.]
ALASTAIR is not in the habit of furnishing us with that much, I am sorry to inform you.
[At least, she's never seen someone get something so large as a giant witch's cauldron. It tended to be far more portable items intended for use in the field. It made sense, in a way, but she didn't have to like it.]
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He pats Isengrim once the familiar has taken the treat from him, pleased that his offering is acceptable. It may not be raw meat, but at least it's not entirely unappealing to the familiar.
Haise considers the nature of resources they're supplied with for a time longer, recalling a past conversation along the same lines]
Maybe we couldn't get something of that volume...but are there resources we could keep an eye out for, while we're in the field? I realize it wouldn't be the same, but there might be some good in it.
[And while they're on such business-like matters, why not cover something like that?]
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[ I'm so sorry... yet if that's the comparison you are going to give... this is what you are going to get. ]
Though I admit I am a little surprised by that, I have received a few things from them since my arrival. I now have an AK-74M gun and a katana that I can use. Though Haise is correct, there may be a way to make something.
jesus it was my turn
[She replies honestly enough, moving back to continue putting together her files. ... Most recently two people poisoned by the very miasma she'd unwittingly created, but she didn't feel the need to explain so deeply as that.
... She was a bit surprised to hear Sonia say a gun and a sword, but. To ask would make her seem more open to converdation in the moment, wouldn't it, so Sieglinde bites back the curious instinct and instead grabs a last manila folder.]
Those are handheld items- they are more free the smaller the item in my experience.
[Finally turning back, she holds out the small stack of papers, containing notes, diagrams, hypotheses, and more on Graham's condition. Her expression spoke somewhat plainly of her loathing to hand them over... but the last thing she wished was to be accused of not giving her patient the best options.]
Here. I would like these returned as soon as possible.
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For now, he simply waits the exchange of the notes, bending to pat Isengrim's head gently again. Insofar as what might be done for Graham, there's little that he can provide. His healing abilities don't stand out among others, and his regeneration doesn't sound like the sort of thing that's needed. If his ability to recover were useful, he has no doubt that Sieglinde would have mentioned it.
But it seems something to do with magic, and that's an area in which others are far more useful]
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I find it curious, however, that with the magic and science here in Oska that they have not found a way of making things appear smaller than they are. For example, a bag that could store an entire room of accessories, but appear palm sized to the normal eye. It would be rather useful.
[ Though she holds out both hands to take the files. ]
I will treat them with care, do not worry. I may just hand copy them and bring them back to you later today, if that is better?
i kept avoiding this thread because sieg is a party pooper
[So she ends up explaining it anyway, even though it was in a curt and very vague sort of way. There had been nothing fun about Sebastian showing up with his master suffering from the effects of the poison she herself had leaked into the forest.]
And I have such a bag- they exist.
[Which she normally liked to show off, honestly, but at the moment, she was more intent on her random visitors being seen off for the night.
So she just hands the files over to Sonia.]
You may return them whenever is best for you within the next two days.
no worries, if the thread's tough we can handwave or so
It might be the case that he can't help at this time, much as he doesn't like admitting such a thought to himself. Still, giving up on her that easily would be doing her a disservice]
I suppose it's not surprising ALASTAIR has such innovations. Perhaps if they're interested in encouraging invention, they might make a lab accessible to our team.
[Business, it seems, might be the easiest topic to broach]
what ren said!!! i am cool with that too
She has to hold her tongue after that statement though, lowering her eyes to the side as she takes the files. It's more out of overstepping there than anything else. A misunderstanding of readings not being true to reality, as it may be. ]
Thank you.
it's okay sieg is a butt so it's wrapping up anyway
[As rude as she knew it could be perceived to be, Sieglinde kept her commentary short and not too sweet, not wishing to encourage any further conversation that might prompt lingering.
Or meddling in what she honestly half-knew she was doing. Drowning herself in work and little else in order to forget that she'd lost Masamune, a man who had been like a brother to her, who had been the only constant in her life since her recruitment.
So she moves to the door, clearing her throat as she opens it and gives a half-curtsy.]
In that case, feel free to discuss your theories with me at that time. Thank you both for the consideration.