week four | mingle

[marriagebroker]

Final week at the estate! Final week with your friends. Final week with your beaus. Time to make the most of it, everyone!

In fact, to celebrate this fact, today there is a cake. It's nothing special, just a nice little cake to enjoy with your morning coffee or throughout the day. Yay, cake!

And when Wei Wuxian arrives that morning, he is going to call out once again for everyone to join him, near the cake.

"Everyone, I have another announcement!"

Hell yeah, announcements.

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[researcherstory]

[ It really is so useful, so nice, to have someone that understands -- Nicodème had done well to connect it the same way, using the natural world around them, and Odile feels no small affection for Yi Sang's plentiful, poetic words. ]

Some may consider it silly or odd to ask that you explain them so, given I cannot see the colors of those, but... it does help, I think, to learn the words of a song before you're able to give it form. Speaking them in rhythm until they no longer trip across your tongue and you can give them better voice.

[ No, she does not know what the trees or flowers look like with their colors. But she knows they are made up of those colors, just as she knows the sky can share them with the firework she has in hand too.

Regardless of all that, though... when Odile sees fireworks next, she will think of him and this moment, and that does warm her heart. She'll kneel to set it up once away from the rest of the fireworks, continuing. ]

I owe you and Nicodème much in that way.

[poans]

[She may not be able to see colors, but she can understand that they're found all around them. Bridging those things brings the value of sentimentality, and it heartens him that she sees the significance of said connection. It's encouraging, too, to hear that Nico is of a similar mind.

Yi Sang watches her for a moment, then turns around to retrieve another ground firework, this one brighter overall in design, from the crate before joining her side.]

Ah, Miss Odile. It appears that I have yet to show you the firework I have chosen for myself.

[Perhaps she'll recognize the shade, which is similar to that of "new buds in spring."]