Thank you, Mother. That had never been told to me. Nor have I ever tried and found acting like one of the Church's golems to be so intolerable I would rather spend my time in the dungeons.
[Linhardt is aware of the problems that his personality presents, but he is not Hilda or Dorothea: He doesn't know how to say things in a way that will make people like him. He knows how to be manipulative - how to determine what argument will hold the most sway and which information to present (or not) to make people agree with him. He does not know how to present unwanted information and be thanked for it in the way some people do.
He knows of his deficiencies and the dangers they present. Linhardt sighs; Hilda is trying to be kind but he feels so... like a fish out of water.]
I will endeavor not to be thrown in any dungeons. They rarely allow books in prison cells.
[People looking out for him. Is that something he should need? Or want? Linhardt does frown when she talks about meeting up - he'd not meant to reject her invitation. Only her intrusion into other aspects of his social life.]
Of course we will meet each month. I would just... I want to take my time getting to know people here. I understand that allies are useful, but the wrong ones could prove disastrous.
I know Sylvain is more than a flirt. That is what annoys me: He is smarter than he pretends to be. Your disinterest in complicated matters is sincere - like Caspar's. You are genuine and I respect that. His isn't, and I find playing along with the game tiresome.
I'm glad nobody knows who we are. Is Holst being as ridiculous about wanting a good fight as Count Bergliez is? His complaining that he missed all his chances to fight your brother is ridiculous. Goddess forbid we want them safe instead of punching each other for ~fun.
[The physical touch startles Linhardt and breaks his concentration but he doesn't pull away. Hilda's words are...uncomfortable. His emotional well being. Linhardt hasn't been giving much thought to it: He's more able to function emotionally than many of the Black Eagles - the exceptions being Petra and Caspar.]
I agree that is how things should be.
I am fine. I am not as bothered by things as I used to be.
[Or by much of anything. At least his research still stirs passion.]
I'm not going to leave. I am safest here right now. How are you? More importantly, what are the best perfumes and sleep aids in Nocwich?
[Listening is easier than talking, and Linhardt is absolutely fine with spending the rest of their meeting listening to Hilda orient him around Nocwich and tell him stories about the Free Cities.]
of course! Need to make room for more trauma 💕
[Linhardt is aware of the problems that his personality presents, but he is not Hilda or Dorothea: He doesn't know how to say things in a way that will make people like him. He knows how to be manipulative - how to determine what argument will hold the most sway and which information to present (or not) to make people agree with him. He does not know how to present unwanted information and be thanked for it in the way some people do.
He knows of his deficiencies and the dangers they present. Linhardt sighs; Hilda is trying to be kind but he feels so... like a fish out of water.]
I will endeavor not to be thrown in any dungeons. They rarely allow books in prison cells.
[People looking out for him. Is that something he should need? Or want? Linhardt does frown when she talks about meeting up - he'd not meant to reject her invitation. Only her intrusion into other aspects of his social life.]
[The physical touch startles Linhardt and breaks his concentration but he doesn't pull away. Hilda's words are...uncomfortable. His emotional well being. Linhardt hasn't been giving much thought to it: He's more able to function emotionally than many of the Black Eagles - the exceptions being Petra and Caspar.]
I agree that is how things should be.
I am fine. I am not as bothered by things as I used to be.
[Or by much of anything. At least his research still stirs passion.]
I'm not going to leave. I am safest here right now. How are you? More importantly, what are the best perfumes and sleep aids in Nocwich?
[Listening is easier than talking, and Linhardt is absolutely fine with spending the rest of their meeting listening to Hilda orient him around Nocwich and tell him stories about the Free Cities.]