[It isn't as if Hayame disagrees with what Liem says, when he talks about the different sorts of people in Meridian, some of which were less stalwart in their beliefs. But just because she acknowledged they existed-]

To think I might one day be relying in battle on the support of a shard-bearer so weak-willed that they were swayed by free meat and jovial company.

[How pathetic that seemed to her, here, in this place that might become a battlefield soon enough. But she cannot say he is wrong, so she says only that before her gaze drifts down, unable to respond quickly or confidently to the next words. Her thumb rubs over the sunbeam bead in her palm, even though she has ceased feeding it with the pulse of Meridian that brings it to life.

Tending to Discord...]

I am sure many people make of it a shameless thing.

[It seems easy to, when they are told that touch is the method by which it must be done, and therefore the more intimate that touch was, the quicker and better the cleansing likely went. Most people, though, in this world... they were already shameless, and didn't she know it? He would have plenty of people who did not hesitate at all to offer him relief or try to encourage him to take it. So why is she the one who-]

But you will have to do something about it sooner or later. And the longer you wait, the worse it will be. You will not merely be sporting a savage's beard.

[She isn't even sure who she is saying this for. He probably knows it already, she's just preaching to the air-]

It can be done with something not so different than... dancing, if you take the time for it.