I know. You were working hard on the matter of Alenroux, all this time. But, do not fret — Claude has come up with a clever idea. Meridian will seek to make an exchange of diplomats, "ambassadors" as they are called. Not for conscription of others, but to address grievances and work across this divide.
[ Gotta' catch Liem up on SOME good developments happening, after all. He did so much for Alenroux, perhaps it would do him good to learn that his efforts were not for naught, and instead could begin to resonate. Not for one side, nor the other. What Set does not tell him, is that the idea did not originate from Claude — but, from himself. It is just that, Claude is a better fit to extend the offer. He does not tell Liem, that he had thought of him, when broaching the topic. Of him, and the other more moderate Shard-bearers who could despair further, become polarized and lost to one another.
As he fears many of them are lost from him.
It is neither here nor there for him to think of such things, though. Not when Liem is offering him a choice of clothes and asking for an opinion. While initially he thinks of the dark suit as one that will match him more, he cannot bear the idea of Liem wearing something dark right now, call it too on-the-nose or metaphoric, but garbing him in a night-shade feels like losing. Instead, he gestures to the suit in blue. ]
I think this one will bring out your eyes. Galaniel said that was important, in selecting colors for one's attire.
[ He leans back, past the curtain, to seek Liem's various pieces of furniture — ]
Where are your combs? I will do your hair after you dress.
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[ Gotta' catch Liem up on SOME good developments happening, after all. He did so much for Alenroux, perhaps it would do him good to learn that his efforts were not for naught, and instead could begin to resonate. Not for one side, nor the other. What Set does not tell him, is that the idea did not originate from Claude — but, from himself. It is just that, Claude is a better fit to extend the offer. He does not tell Liem, that he had thought of him, when broaching the topic. Of him, and the other more moderate Shard-bearers who could despair further, become polarized and lost to one another.
As he fears many of them are lost from him.
It is neither here nor there for him to think of such things, though. Not when Liem is offering him a choice of clothes and asking for an opinion. While initially he thinks of the dark suit as one that will match him more, he cannot bear the idea of Liem wearing something dark right now, call it too on-the-nose or metaphoric, but garbing him in a night-shade feels like losing. Instead, he gestures to the suit in blue. ]
I think this one will bring out your eyes. Galaniel said that was important, in selecting colors for one's attire.
[ He leans back, past the curtain, to seek Liem's various pieces of furniture — ]
Where are your combs? I will do your hair after you dress.