Boots in Osirion
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"Okay."

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How do people set up appointments with you in general?

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My advisor Reza does my scheduling. My father should know where to find him, or if he doesn't the servants will.

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"Thank you."

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Thank you. We've heard a lot about you and greatly enjoyed meeting you.

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Are we being dismissed? How is it customary to leave? she asks Fe-Anar.

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"Well." I was not super expecting that conversation to go all the places it went, she tells Rúmil. I'm sorry, are you okay?

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He squeezes her hand. You've mentioned that your world was - pretty terrible.

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Squeeze. Yeah. But in some ways this is actually nicer than where I'm from - like, they have rules about how you can treat slaves and the Imperium doesn't, for instance - I was not expecting it to, like, get in your face about it right away.

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You must've been so frightened, when you arrived in Valinor - I knew but not -

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It didn't last, you helped me.

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Squeeze.

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"Thank you for introducing us," she says to Fe-Anar.

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"It's getting a little late but I don't know what sleep schedule you two are on," she remarks to the Quendi. "Or non-schedule as the case may be."

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"I don't wanna sleep."

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"I don't need to yet."

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"Well, I'm going to need to soon so you should make plans for overnight that don't require me."

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"Maybe we can go out in the city more?"

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"I think possibly we shouldn't. Maybe we can see if any of Fe-Anar's other children are around to meet."

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"Most of them should be."

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"I assume they also sleep."

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"They do! Though some at odd hours."

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