[Sage must not believe their paths will permanently diverge at the end of this road, though it's difficult to tell whether they know something about the nature of separate "worlds" that Cantarella herself does not, or if they're speaking out of pride and confidence.]
There's really no stopping you. [It's faintly amused praise.] I'm in the middle of something important at the moment, so I can say the same. What a shame our paths didn't cross when we both had more time for leisure.
[ Maybe Sage is an optimist in their own way, in tandem with knowledge they have not disclosed. ]
'Tis a shame indeed, though we at least have some pockets of time now, as it were. Not every moment of our time must be dedicated to solving the mysteries of this realm. Though I am loathe to admit it, breaks are necessary.
Vigilance is an essential even in my day-to-day life. [what are breaks] A peaceful, quiet moment is an exquisite delicacy...so I shall let such moments melt away slowly on my tongue while I have them.
[It sounds more like a state of constant alarm or vigilance than a state of constant work, perhaps.]
There's no work getting done with a tired mind, anyway.
[Cantarella can't help but chuckle. They've definitely spoken long enough now that the tea has steeped a suitable amount, so she makes moves to fully prepare it.]
Sage isn't often a sweet herb, but it has a certain warmth to it. [Hehe.] You've no need to worry about me. I'll manage.
[Woman who will do anything to keep anyone else from seeing her slipping guarantees she'll never slip.
Cantarella clinks her full teacup against its still-empty neighbor in a notably ridiculous toast, her smile revealing just how well aware she is of that.]
Well, should I let you have the chance to savor your cup?
It's a unique system for hosting tea parties, without a doubt. One of the more unique ones I've experienced.
[Cantarella rises to her feet, hand gently drifting along the surface of the table.]
Thank you for your insights. Just like a polite jellyfish, I'll see myself out, until such a time as the current brings me back here. [She is not really one for drifting, though, as Sage may have deduced.]
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There's really no stopping you. [It's faintly amused praise.] I'm in the middle of something important at the moment, so I can say the same. What a shame our paths didn't cross when we both had more time for leisure.
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'Tis a shame indeed, though we at least have some pockets of time now, as it were. Not every moment of our time must be dedicated to solving the mysteries of this realm. Though I am loathe to admit it, breaks are necessary.
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[It sounds more like a state of constant alarm or vigilance than a state of constant work, perhaps.]
There's no work getting done with a tired mind, anyway.
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[ Something they've bothered a certain someone about many, many times in the past... ]
So do take your ease when you have the opportunity. I understand that may be a difficult task in a place such as this, but an attempt matters.
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Sage isn't often a sweet herb, but it has a certain warmth to it. [Hehe.] You've no need to worry about me. I'll manage.
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I will choose to take your word for it, then.
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[Woman who will do anything to keep anyone else from seeing her slipping guarantees she'll never slip.
Cantarella clinks her full teacup against its still-empty neighbor in a notably ridiculous toast, her smile revealing just how well aware she is of that.]
Well, should I let you have the chance to savor your cup?
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If you do not mind. I find that I could use a warm cup to relax. However, I do ask that you return soon.
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[Cantarella rises to her feet, hand gently drifting along the surface of the table.]
Thank you for your insights. Just like a polite jellyfish, I'll see myself out, until such a time as the current brings me back here. [She is not really one for drifting, though, as Sage may have deduced.]
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And she knows those words mean that Cantarella will be back sooner rather than later, at least. ]
Until the currents shift my way again, may the shadows keep you.