I think you need to give it time before you can say that for certain. There are a few who’d like to get to know you better in these next few weeks. Myself included.
[Had Verso not wanted to try the “music” route this time, Messmer had been a faint consideration rattling around in his head. But it needs more solidifying, since the man is still mostly a mystery.
[ Verso is a gentle soul. One of the winged serpents pokes its head out from beneath the golden tassels of Messmer's mantle, peering at Verso curiously; Messmer doesn't pay it any mind. His expression remains impassive. ]
The future bringeth what it may. But it is tomorrow we must consider, and it is tomorrow of which I speak.
[ a pause; then, he bows his head in Verso's direction just slightly. ]
[Verso really is starting to think his snake friends are more tells of Messmer’s thoughts and moods than the man realizes. Or maybe he does realize it, and simply doesn’t care.]
Fair enough. We’ll save more of that kindness for after the ceremony, then.
[He nods at him. Maybe just a bit of kindness is what he needs to come out of his shell… with enough time.]
So, no thoughts of your own on potential matches? For anyone.
[ it seems impossible to even think of something like love - even a fake love for a game, like this one. It would be a mere distraction: nothing more, and, worse, nothing less. The shadow of his situation looms over him like a hawk poised to snatch him away the moment his mind wanders. ]
Some doth make companionable conversation. But to make claims of courtship would be foolish indeed.
[Eyebrows hitching up, mildly surprised. But in a pleasant way; it’s good to have left a positive impression on him.]
Oh.
[oh no softie mode alert 🚨 Verso worries a bit at his lower lip, considering.]
Would you like to be up on stage with me instead, then? My picks in mind were strategic, yes, but there’s nothing to say you aren’t either. Just… in a different way.
[ second wtf of the night for messmer. even after hundreds of years, he's not used to people doing these things for him - especially strangers who lack the religious fervor of his Fire Knights. ]
Thinkest thee I possess a spirit so feeble? Mine words wert to ease the minds that yet rightly fear me, not to cry out for pity. Heed thy strategies, Verso.
[ all the people here are so soft... he supposes they know nothing of him, after all. ]
Come on, don’t balk at the idea too much. It isn’t pity; I mentioned to someone already that I thought you might be a match consideration if I got to know you more, so while this might be news to you, it’s been in my head for a couple of days.
[So there!]
And it’s still a good strategy, maybe even one that helps us a little more. If you have a shorter list of contestants you find companionable, it’d be a shame not to test compatibility.
[Whereas Verso gets along with many and each pairing narrows down less in comparison.]
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[ he shakes his head slowly. ]
Mine words are born not of offense. I speak practically. Such is my wont as a lord of war.
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[Had Verso not wanted to try the “music” route this time, Messmer had been a faint consideration rattling around in his head. But it needs more solidifying, since the man is still mostly a mystery.
But that’s what these upcoming weeks are for.]
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The future bringeth what it may. But it is tomorrow we must consider, and it is tomorrow of which I speak.
[ a pause; then, he bows his head in Verso's direction just slightly. ]
... Thy kindness doth not pass me by.
[ he at least deserves to have it acknowledged. ]
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Fair enough. We’ll save more of that kindness for after the ceremony, then.
[He nods at him. Maybe just a bit of kindness is what he needs to come out of his shell… with enough time.]
So, no thoughts of your own on potential matches? For anyone.
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[ it seems impossible to even think of something like love - even a fake love for a game, like this one. It would be a mere distraction: nothing more, and, worse, nothing less. The shadow of his situation looms over him like a hawk poised to snatch him away the moment his mind wanders. ]
Some doth make companionable conversation. But to make claims of courtship would be foolish indeed.
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[His heels are really dug in, aren’t they?]
Who makes for companionable conversation, at least?
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[ easy answer!! ]
I would fain speak further with Maya or Ringo, as well.
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Oh.
[oh no softie mode alert 🚨 Verso worries a bit at his lower lip, considering.]
Would you like to be up on stage with me instead, then? My picks in mind were strategic, yes, but there’s nothing to say you aren’t either. Just… in a different way.
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Thinkest thee I possess a spirit so feeble? Mine words wert to ease the minds that yet rightly fear me, not to cry out for pity. Heed thy strategies, Verso.
[ all the people here are so soft... he supposes they know nothing of him, after all. ]
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Come on, don’t balk at the idea too much. It isn’t pity; I mentioned to someone already that I thought you might be a match consideration if I got to know you more, so while this might be news to you, it’s been in my head for a couple of days.
[So there!]
And it’s still a good strategy, maybe even one that helps us a little more. If you have a shorter list of contestants you find companionable, it’d be a shame not to test compatibility.
[Whereas Verso gets along with many and each pairing narrows down less in comparison.]