I’m human. [His gaze stays on her as he speaks.] I’m human just as much as you are human. People want for things. To be selfish. We spend so much of our days serving others, but that does not mean we don’t still feel desires.
[The smile on his lips. It’s a softness that only his closest friends are allowed to see. Vulnerable. Intimate. It was a man willing to show his entire heart.] I would rather chase happiness even if it’s for a moment. To experience, even if it is just a ripple, the joy of love. For once, I would like to consider my own wants before I just consider everything else.
[Wriothesley might easily say that the success of the prison also gives him an easier life, but they both know that the work he did was altruistic, born for the love of people who deserved to still be treated like humans and to live out full lives. Things he did not have growing up. Wriothesley is not a very selfish man so for him to finally seek something out says a lot about how much this means to him.]
Is it not presumptuous to think these things without his input? [He reaches over to gently grasp her chin.] If the feelings are mutual, for instance, and you had kept these things hidden for his sake, do you think he might not lament over it too? I think that this conversation is something you two should have. After all, I imagine that he might think the same. You having to choose between home and him and if you might feel regret if you leave him for home. I think that this isn’t a decision to make yourself but something you both should talk about.
[He let’s go of her chin. A smile.] It’s human to have concerns. To worry. But I think that even if time becomes short, you would have had something you cherished with your entire heart, Clorinde. Not the Champion Duelist and her accolades. Just Clorinde, a fine Fontanian woman who should be allowed to also find someone who will treat her and her heart well.
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[The smile on his lips. It’s a softness that only his closest friends are allowed to see. Vulnerable. Intimate. It was a man willing to show his entire heart.] I would rather chase happiness even if it’s for a moment. To experience, even if it is just a ripple, the joy of love. For once, I would like to consider my own wants before I just consider everything else.
[Wriothesley might easily say that the success of the prison also gives him an easier life, but they both know that the work he did was altruistic, born for the love of people who deserved to still be treated like humans and to live out full lives. Things he did not have growing up. Wriothesley is not a very selfish man so for him to finally seek something out says a lot about how much this means to him.]
Is it not presumptuous to think these things without his input? [He reaches over to gently grasp her chin.] If the feelings are mutual, for instance, and you had kept these things hidden for his sake, do you think he might not lament over it too? I think that this conversation is something you two should have. After all, I imagine that he might think the same. You having to choose between home and him and if you might feel regret if you leave him for home. I think that this isn’t a decision to make yourself but something you both should talk about.
[He let’s go of her chin. A smile.] It’s human to have concerns. To worry. But I think that even if time becomes short, you would have had something you cherished with your entire heart, Clorinde. Not the Champion Duelist and her accolades. Just Clorinde, a fine Fontanian woman who should be allowed to also find someone who will treat her and her heart well.