once it's over and they leave the church, waner just heads straight for the garden in the park instead. who cares if it's late? she needs some fresh air. and maybe a walk among the flowers will help her get her head on straight again.
she nods when she hears the footsteps of someone approaching, though. hello.]
[He tries to keep the smile up, but eventually he sighs and runs a hand through his hair. It's a bit unusual, since it messes up his normally well-styled look.]
This is more Concord's thing than mine. If he had been here, he would have known what to do.
...I suppose that's an accurate description, yes. He's one of the generals in my country's military. Generally speaking, he handles physical tasks while I handle mental ones.
I'm the head of the treasury department and provide monthly expense reports to the other departments within the government. It just so happens that, as a general, Concord gets to sit in on those meetings during peacetime.
[More like he's forced to by the king, but details.]
Mm... we did have enough people refusing that Sir Jing Yuan could have refused as well and blended right in. Perhaps he thought if he cooperated and offered to show the parts that he knew would be unharmed, we would not ask to see the others.
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