[Spread himself too thin? Perish the thought. It isn't as if he needs sleep, or rest, or consistent meal times. No, he'll be fine. There's absolutely nothing wrong with driving yourself completely into the ground so you have no free brain cells to think about anything else.
But he's not suprised to hear something like that from Jean. This must be difficult for her.]
You're not the Knights of Favonius. You are Jean Gunnhildr. Do something with that.
[Diluc Ragnvindr is a busy man. He always has been, and leaving the Knights hasn't changed anything. If anything, it's given him more freedom to work himself to the bone.
Jean pauses for a moment, thinking about it. She's Jean Gunnhildr. But a Gunnhildr has always served Mondstadt, and now she's far away from home. For Mondstadt, as always. But what if there is no Mondstadt?
Still, he has a point. She's her own person underneath all of her duty and training, she just... Needs to find that part of herself.]
[He's always busy, but if there's one person he knows who pushes themselves harder than he does it's the woman walking beside him. Just like her, he's going to have to find something to do in this world that isn't just duty and work for the people of Mondstadt.
Diluc doesn't expect that it's going to be easy.]
At least you're free of the winery's tax returns. [He says then with a tiny but soft smile.] I'm sure you can't miss that kind of work.
Dawn Winery's tax returns were always on time, at least.
[She returns the smile, posture relaxing ever so slightly. It's unbecoming to slouch, but... She can afford to not be so stiff around him.]
...I already find myself missing the people there, but I'm sure in time this place will become familiar and the people will, too.
[It's just difficult, in this moment, being away from her family and friends. The sudden separation from them will get easier to deal with, she's sure, and some day she'll be back home. She's not sure when, but... She has faith.]
[It had been a fight to get them out of his hands, but he couldn't deny that Jean had never made a mistake. He looks at her half-curiously as they walk, sensing something in her words that she doesn't say, and he brings a hand up to lightly place it against the back of her shoulder.]
... It's going to be all right, Jean.
[They can't afford to be distant. Not when they're so far from the majority of people they might have counted as allies.]
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Date: 2021-09-05 09:57 pm (UTC)You know me.
[Spread himself too thin? Perish the thought. It isn't as if he needs sleep, or rest, or consistent meal times. No, he'll be fine. There's absolutely nothing wrong with driving yourself completely into the ground so you have no free brain cells to think about anything else.
But he's not suprised to hear something like that from Jean. This must be difficult for her.]
You're not the Knights of Favonius. You are Jean Gunnhildr. Do something with that.
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Date: 2021-09-10 05:08 am (UTC)[Diluc Ragnvindr is a busy man. He always has been, and leaving the Knights hasn't changed anything. If anything, it's given him more freedom to work himself to the bone.
Jean pauses for a moment, thinking about it. She's Jean Gunnhildr. But a Gunnhildr has always served Mondstadt, and now she's far away from home. For Mondstadt, as always. But what if there is no Mondstadt?
Still, he has a point. She's her own person underneath all of her duty and training, she just... Needs to find that part of herself.]
I will. Thank you.
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Date: 2021-09-12 06:36 pm (UTC)[He's always busy, but if there's one person he knows who pushes themselves harder than he does it's the woman walking beside him. Just like her, he's going to have to find something to do in this world that isn't just duty and work for the people of Mondstadt.
Diluc doesn't expect that it's going to be easy.]
At least you're free of the winery's tax returns. [He says then with a tiny but soft smile.] I'm sure you can't miss that kind of work.
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Date: 2021-09-20 09:17 am (UTC)[She returns the smile, posture relaxing ever so slightly. It's unbecoming to slouch, but... She can afford to not be so stiff around him.]
...I already find myself missing the people there, but I'm sure in time this place will become familiar and the people will, too.
[It's just difficult, in this moment, being away from her family and friends. The sudden separation from them will get easier to deal with, she's sure, and some day she'll be back home. She's not sure when, but... She has faith.]
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Date: 2021-09-25 07:00 pm (UTC)[It had been a fight to get them out of his hands, but he couldn't deny that Jean had never made a mistake. He looks at her half-curiously as they walk, sensing something in her words that she doesn't say, and he brings a hand up to lightly place it against the back of her shoulder.]
... It's going to be all right, Jean.
[They can't afford to be distant. Not when they're so far from the majority of people they might have counted as allies.]
If you need anything, you can call on me.