[Zhongli listens to Neuvillette's response, and there's a hint of empathy in his amber eyes as he takes in the slight weariness in the other man's voice. Not particularly well-versed in poetry, he says, and Zhongli can't help but wonder how taxing this venture must be for him. The thought of Neuvillette preferring his office and the drafting of tax legislation over the arts is intriguing.]
Your dedication to your work is admirable, Monsieur Neuvillette, [Zhongli remarks, genuine respect for the man's commitment to his responsibilities evident in his voice. It's a trait he can appreciate, having spent countless years in his own role as the Geo Archon and the God of Contracts.]
Lady Furina is quite persuasive, [Zhongli remarks with a faint smile.] But perhaps, Monsieur Neuvillette, she recognized the need for a change of scenery. A moment to breathe and appreciate the beauty of art and nature.
[Well, he does glance at the window, small frostflakes forming against the panes.] I will admit, however, that I do not care much for this weather.
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Your dedication to your work is admirable, Monsieur Neuvillette, [Zhongli remarks, genuine respect for the man's commitment to his responsibilities evident in his voice. It's a trait he can appreciate, having spent countless years in his own role as the Geo Archon and the God of Contracts.]
Lady Furina is quite persuasive, [Zhongli remarks with a faint smile.] But perhaps, Monsieur Neuvillette, she recognized the need for a change of scenery. A moment to breathe and appreciate the beauty of art and nature.
[Well, he does glance at the window, small frostflakes forming against the panes.] I will admit, however, that I do not care much for this weather.