hotel: flayn

[shaft]

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[shaft]

I suppose. But it sounds to me like you'd rather keep that ammunition for yourself...

[fishingforcompliments]

[she smiles]

I will neither confirm nor deny that.

[shaft]

That's devious.

[ He sighs, surrendering. ]

Though I don't doubt he would be happy. Even if your intentions aren't noble.

[fishingforcompliments]

I look forward to finding out how happy or unhappy he may be with my intentions which may or may not be noble, once we're out of this mess.

[shaft]

Did you tell him about your first adventure?

[fishingforcompliments]

Are you kidding?! If I told him that, he would never have let me out of my room again!

[shaft]

Well, if you can survive weeks and weeks of murder, you can certainly reason with Seteth.

[fishingforcompliments]

Unfortunately, in this particular case I believe it would have been much easier said than done. But in any event, I did not tell him, and I do not intend to, ever.

[shaft]

[ That sounds pretty final. ]

I suppose it would just cause him pain to know.

[fishingforcompliments]

[she nods]

He tended to worry himself into a tizzy even over imagined dangers I might face. I do think it would hurt him very much to know that I - or any student from Garreg Mach - went through such a thing and that there was nothing that could be done to prevent it.

[shaft]

[ He shakes his head. ]

Quite caring, that Seteth... I regret being such a brat to him as a student.

[fishingforcompliments]

He is much more caring than he likes to let on. I am sure he would not hold it against you; he has seen his fair share of... brats... in his time.

[a beat.]

And in any case I do not believe you were that bad.

[shaft]

[ Looks at her... Brat? ]

I imagine so, being at Garreg Mach for so many years. And I guess I didn't harass him as much as the librarians...

[fishingforcompliments]

I think perhaps some of the librarians felt more harassed by him. He was forever trying to get them to take certain books off the shelves...

[shaft]

Oh yes, Seteth's censorship...

I wonder where all those bawdy texts ended up.

[fishingforcompliments]

I do not know. I was not ever able to find them.

[shaft]

You looked?

[ He seems surprised. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

I wanted to see what he was so intent on hiding!

[shaft]

You don't have any guesses?

[fishingforcompliments]

Some, but I am told my imagination often runs away with me, so I felt it best to attempt to confirm it... and instead I found that they were all gone!

[shaft]

Your imagination?

Want to tell me some of your guesses?

[fishingforcompliments]

[she starts to answer



and then blushes]

Actually, I think I would prefer not to.

[shaft]

[ help trying not to laugh ]

Why, Flayn. How scandalous...

[fishingforcompliments]

Shh! I would ask that you please forget we discussed this!

[shaft]

Is it so bad? We're both mature.