[Ah… He’s never met a blind lady in an orb before! It’s part forgetfulness and part he kind of has a bad habit of trying to illicit reactions out of people. He would be that friend who buys an anime body pillow for a friend because it makes them mad. It’s a compulsion, really,]
It’s just, I got a really cool ring—it has my initials in it! For sealing wax, like rich people, you know? So I wanted to test it out.
[But she genuinely sounds pretty perturbed about it so…]
I will only address you with my beautiful voice, from now on.
And I am sure it is most luxurious, as was pointed out to me by one of my companions, but until he sought to comment, I had no knowledge of its existence.
[ It could have sat for weeks unopened, and the cold shouldering could have continued. Perhaps her life would be less chaotic without Cam in it, but... it would be all the less interesting, too. Eventually, she lets out a sigh. ]
Most appreciated. I suppose I have become spoiled by inclusion, these past few months, but I like to think I do not ask for much.
[Darn. If there's one thing Cam dislikes, it's having his antics unnoticed. Good enough reason as any for him to respect Sandra's lack of eyes.... and hands.... and feet,]
A lot's happened since... all of that happened, [He's not sure how much Sandra has heard, from inside of her orb,] They gave me a badge. I got to go to this diplomatic meeting.
[ Why she is opening herself up to further annoyance is a mystery. Anyway, she has heard some, but any update on the outside world is always appreciated... It's nice, just to chatter. ]
Did you now? Then I am sure you rubbed shoulders with many an important figurehead that could appreciate a stately monogrammed letter.
[ She's imagining it. She's incredibly amused. ]
I believe I was given one as well, a consolation for my inconvenience... I believe I am amassing quite the collection.
All this confidence in this grand scheme of yours and yet you dash it at the final stretch.
[ She sounds unimpressed now, but that's mostly theatrical. She's been unimpressed from the start, now it's just a matter of yanking his chain around. ]
You do not think you could become everyone's favorite?
[He's not sure he's into THAT, Sandra. He might be a horn dog but there are reasons he hasn't signed up to work at Shades Darker or anything like that.]
Ah. Are you just jealous because you want me to be your concubine too? I understand.
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It’s just, I got a really cool ring—it has my initials in it! For sealing wax, like rich people, you know? So I wanted to test it out.
[But she genuinely sounds pretty perturbed about it so…]
I will only address you with my beautiful voice, from now on.
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And I am sure it is most luxurious, as was pointed out to me by one of my companions, but until he sought to comment, I had no knowledge of its existence.
[ It could have sat for weeks unopened, and the cold shouldering could have continued. Perhaps her life would be less chaotic without Cam in it, but... it would be all the less interesting, too. Eventually, she lets out a sigh. ]
Most appreciated. I suppose I have become spoiled by inclusion, these past few months, but I like to think I do not ask for much.
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A lot's happened since... all of that happened, [He's not sure how much Sandra has heard, from inside of her orb,] They gave me a badge. I got to go to this diplomatic meeting.
[Imagine that, Cam pretending to be important.]
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Did you now? Then I am sure you rubbed shoulders with many an important figurehead that could appreciate a stately monogrammed letter.
[ She's imagining it. She's incredibly amused. ]
I believe I was given one as well, a consolation for my inconvenience... I believe I am amassing quite the collection.
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[He's not actually the kind of person who gets starstruck over important figures but. Monogrammed letters.]
Hey, do you think I could be a concubine someday?
[Dream big.]
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[ At his next passing inquiry, though, she has to pause. And she can't help a snort. ]
Of Simwe's? That would be, I am sure, dependent mostly on her tastes. And you, my dear, are an acquired one.
[ ... Full offense, Cam, she can't picture you wooing anyone. Except perhaps size queens. (This mind-reading existence is a curse.) ]
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[He'll take that as a compliment.]
Then again, I don't think I'd want the competition. It wouldn't be fair to the rest of them, right?
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Come now, if you are so outstanding in every concubinary aspect, I imagine teamwork would be chief among those.
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Yeah, of course I'm good at teamwork. But people could get jealous. What if I became the favorite?
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All this confidence in this grand scheme of yours and yet you dash it at the final stretch.
[ She sounds unimpressed now, but that's mostly theatrical. She's been unimpressed from the start, now it's just a matter of yanking his chain around. ]
You do not think you could become everyone's favorite?
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Do you mean... be everyone's concubine?
[He's not sure he's into THAT, Sandra. He might be a horn dog but there are reasons he hasn't signed up to work at Shades Darker or anything like that.]
Ah. Are you just jealous because you want me to be your concubine too? I understand.
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[ The gentle laugh that follows is... still somehow light, despite now being so unimpressed it's dripping. ]
One might imagine after a malnourished millennia in lonesome exile that my standards have withered, but rest assured, you do not meet them regardless.
[ Have they withered? She'll never tell. ]
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And he wasn't being serious before but now he's curious,]
Wha- What standards don't I meet?
[It's purely a pride thing.]