[Liem’s entire existence is so entrenched in the depths of bureaucracy that he almost doesn’t notice it anymore, unless the workings involved are particularly inefficient or obstructive. He has trouble imagining a world where Hayame might be able to do as she so plainly wishes, and simply hand over an amount on the spot.
He presses his lips together, staring up into Hayame’s scowling face. There is no reason for her to be handing him coinage right now. He might have born the title of Taxmaster in his own county, but he is not a tax collector, and he has no present authority to submit Hayame’s taxes on her behalf. It’s not like he could do anything with money if she gave some to him now.
But he observes her frown and offers her his hand, palm up.]
no subject
He presses his lips together, staring up into Hayame’s scowling face. There is no reason for her to be handing him coinage right now. He might have born the title of Taxmaster in his own county, but he is not a tax collector, and he has no present authority to submit Hayame’s taxes on her behalf. It’s not like he could do anything with money if she gave some to him now.
But he observes her frown and offers her his hand, palm up.]