[Ah, and hold on, his latest crisis is briefly put aside to admire that fine, fine back and everything else— mm! Several parts of Lorenz are completely okay and do not want to participate in his Issues, indeed. Just look at him...
But they've really both been paid, and he isn't merely hallucinating the cheerful message on his Watch about it. Yet again, Wriothesley seems like he's unbothered and yet again, Lorenz envies him that surety.]
Quite fine, [he says, unconvincingly. He stands and moves to gather his clothes from the floor, almost managing to hide the withering look he keeps flinging at the Watch.
What should he say? That he was brought up to place himself outside of the factors considered valuable in choosing companionship, and that until very recently, he agreed with that? That his "very recent" decision to include himself in the equation at the risk of his father's ire really only extended to marrying someone he actually liked instead of courting a business partner? After years of war and now waking up in this glittering monstrosity it feels small and unimportant, but if it's small and unimportant then what else has been like that all along—
What should he say, that sex with Wriothesley felt good not only physically, but as a thing he wanted and he chose and to be paid for it now feels like the stupid Watch is mocking him and taking the whole thing and breaking it over its tacky gold knee—
He's folded his shirt very aggressively, thinking about this. He unfolds it again and sighs.]
The payment does rankle quite a bit, if I am to be completely honest! [haha!! jeez!!!] I did not expect their surveillance of us during their "game" to be so... thorough.
[This is another Issue, as it happens, on top of the others. Can he not have private, non-gamified sex, Goddess—]
That is all. [enh.] Within my top five list of most immediate concerns. Ultimately, it changes nothing about how much I enjoyed our time together.
[And if he blinks for a split second like he's just realizing that as he says it out loud, well, it's because he's feeling so normal and okay about everything ever. Tada!]
drops this essay about lorenz problems tm and limps away
But they've really both been paid, and he isn't merely hallucinating the cheerful message on his Watch about it. Yet again, Wriothesley seems like he's unbothered and yet again, Lorenz envies him that surety.]
Quite fine, [he says, unconvincingly. He stands and moves to gather his clothes from the floor, almost managing to hide the withering look he keeps flinging at the Watch.
What should he say? That he was brought up to place himself outside of the factors considered valuable in choosing companionship, and that until very recently, he agreed with that? That his "very recent" decision to include himself in the equation at the risk of his father's ire really only extended to marrying someone he actually liked instead of courting a business partner? After years of war and now waking up in this glittering monstrosity it feels small and unimportant, but if it's small and unimportant then what else has been like that all along—
What should he say, that sex with Wriothesley felt good not only physically, but as a thing he wanted and he chose and to be paid for it now feels like the stupid Watch is mocking him and taking the whole thing and breaking it over its tacky gold knee—
He's folded his shirt very aggressively, thinking about this. He unfolds it again and sighs.]
The payment does rankle quite a bit, if I am to be completely honest! [haha!! jeez!!!] I did not expect their surveillance of us during their "game" to be so... thorough.
[This is another Issue, as it happens, on top of the others. Can he not have private, non-gamified sex, Goddess—]
That is all. [enh.] Within my top five list of most immediate concerns. Ultimately, it changes nothing about how much I enjoyed our time together.
[And if he blinks for a split second like he's just realizing that as he says it out loud, well, it's because he's feeling so normal and okay about everything ever. Tada!]