[She has to resist the urge to laugh. Which is rare for her, she's rather humourless, or at least she pretends to be.]
You were taken to a strange land, dropped into a luxurious mansion and a dinner party, told by a demonic smug prick that he'd grant your deepest wish in return for murdering one of the strangers you were kidnapped with – not to mention there was that whole spider debacle – and...
[ He presses his lips, nearly smiling as he shakes his head. ]
What else am I supposed to say to all of that? I mean... [ He hesitates... ] I don't know what to think. I don't want to die, but... It feels like I'm stuck in some crazy dream right now.
[ He doesn't know what to say. He really doesn't know how to explain. ]
[He wouldn't have lasted long in the dungeons, Edelgard can't help but feel disgusted at the thought that immediately pops into her head.
She ackowledges the fact that she's probably only so calm because of how ridiculously terrible her life has been, and the fact that being toyed with for the sake of an allpowerful manchild isn't necessarily a new experience for her. She decides she'll keep an eye on him.]
... A dream. Hmm. Perhaps. There is a strange twisted air of... almost serenity, I believe. Serenity and dread all at once.
I can't promise you that you'll survive. That's something that only you can promise yourself.
[There's a beat of silence after her extremely grim starter. Nonetheless, she continues.]
There's nothing particularly to say, I suppose. No words for it that I know, at least. Regardless, I imagine we'll speak in the morning. I know that it's hard to process but try to stay on guard all the same. Chaos and confusion are easily exploited by the opportunistic. That's the only advice I can offer you.
[She gestures toward the staircase with her head as they approach it, not taking her eyes off Norton.]
They're just up here. Your name is signed on Room 13, I'm three doors to the left. Room 10.
[Well, she's certainly not used to her impromptu monologues being met with a simple nod. At least he seems to have been listening.]
That's the idea, yes.
I am going to search the area again, to see if I can locate the keys so we can actually lock the doors at night. You are welcome to come with me or simply retire to your room for the night, I won't begrudge you that.
[In his defence, Edelgard isn't social either when it comes to anything but the most professional settings, in which case she tends to love the sound of her own voice. She just simply has no idea how to relate to other people in a casual setting. But she appreciates that he seems to be listening to her, all the same.]
Very well, then. Let's investigate. Setting up barricades to our doors might be a good idea even if we do find the keys.
[She leads him to her room, because it's the closest to the stairs, and opens the door. And immediately sees a shining golden key resting on her pillow.]
Well. Someone's been busy, it would seem.
[She shouldn't really be as annoyed as she is, but she sure is.]
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They actually get to live here? This beautiful mansion?
He nods absently as she leads him onwards. ]
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How are you feeling?
[It's a bit of an obvious question, but it's a conversation starter, and she'd like to discuss this at least.]
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-- I'm fine!
[ ... Well. Maybe that's not the best word to describe anything. But it's the first thing that came out of his mouth. ]
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[She has to resist the urge to laugh. Which is rare for her, she's rather humourless, or at least she pretends to be.]
You were taken to a strange land, dropped into a luxurious mansion and a dinner party, told by a demonic smug prick that he'd grant your deepest wish in return for murdering one of the strangers you were kidnapped with – not to mention there was that whole spider debacle – and...
You're fine?
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What else am I supposed to say to all of that? I mean... [ He hesitates... ] I don't know what to think. I don't want to die, but... It feels like I'm stuck in some crazy dream right now.
[ He doesn't know what to say. He really doesn't know how to explain. ]
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She ackowledges the fact that she's probably only so calm because of how ridiculously terrible her life has been, and the fact that being toyed with for the sake of an allpowerful manchild isn't necessarily a new experience for her. She decides she'll keep an eye on him.]
... A dream. Hmm. Perhaps. There is a strange twisted air of... almost serenity, I believe. Serenity and dread all at once.
I can't promise you that you'll survive. That's something that only you can promise yourself.
[There's a beat of silence after her extremely grim starter. Nonetheless, she continues.]
There's nothing particularly to say, I suppose. No words for it that I know, at least. Regardless, I imagine we'll speak in the morning. I know that it's hard to process but try to stay on guard all the same. Chaos and confusion are easily exploited by the opportunistic. That's the only advice I can offer you.
[She gestures toward the staircase with her head as they approach it, not taking her eyes off Norton.]
They're just up here. Your name is signed on Room 13, I'm three doors to the left. Room 10.
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[ A sad reply to that grim starter before he goes silent as well...
This woman's got a good head on her shoulders. Pretty sensible, too, but can he fully trust her in a situation like this?
He just nods at her advice nonchalantly. ]
Right. So we won't be too far from each other if we need anything.
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That's the idea, yes.
I am going to search the area again, to see if I can locate the keys so we can actually lock the doors at night. You are welcome to come with me or simply retire to your room for the night, I won't begrudge you that.
[She will a little bit.]
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I'm fine either way. Besides, we may as well figure out some way to barricade the doors if we can't find keys.
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Very well, then. Let's investigate. Setting up barricades to our doors might be a good idea even if we do find the keys.
[She leads him to her room, because it's the closest to the stairs, and opens the door. And immediately sees a shining golden key resting on her pillow.]
Well. Someone's been busy, it would seem.
[She shouldn't really be as annoyed as she is, but she sure is.]
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Though he is a bit distracted by the interior. He didn't know what he'd expect, but it certainly wasn't anything this grand... ]
We're sleeping... Here?
[ Her announcement snaps him out of his awestruck daze and makes him look down. ]
Huh! He must have had someone put that there while we were talking to him.
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[She scratches her chin, humming in contemplation.]
Well. In that case, it seems likely that there's nothing keeping you from retiring to your room down the hall. If you need anything, I'm here.
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[ He gives her a nod as he heads out. ]
See you tomorrow.