( usually it's furina who dazzles the audience, leaves that speechless and in shock from her performances and even the direction of stage plays that she's assisted in. she's the one who knocks people off their feet, not the other way around, and once again she finds herself looking up to arlecchino the only difference is that the attire isn't what it was before.
her words feel caught in her throat at the term charitable, there's some hope that she stuck the landing in her lie. though, with how downtrodden the squirrel is, she doesn't know if it's on her side to help solidify the lie.
is there a reason arlecchino is here within fontaine, yes, the house of the hearth still exists with connection to the fatui but— no! no! no! there's none of her business! she's a commoner like the other people, she has no reason wondering anything when it comes to the well-being of fontaine, that isn't her position anymore... but that doesn't make this any less terrifying! )
Um!... When you say... "we"...
( there's a lot of hesitation in her voice, especially with the hand proffered for her to take that she's yet to accept. is she supposed to just take it? are they really going? wary, furina clears her throat once more as she lifts one hand, visibly shaking as she looks at the woman's black-tipped claws.
this is kind of like a threat and furina's sweating.
does... arlecchino eat pasta???? )
It's nothing as grand as the food presented at the Palais Mermonia...
her peepaw energy gunna limit her where she can only learn 5 acronyms a day
her words feel caught in her throat at the term charitable, there's some hope that she stuck the landing in her lie. though, with how downtrodden the squirrel is, she doesn't know if it's on her side to help solidify the lie.
is there a reason arlecchino is here within fontaine, yes, the house of the hearth still exists with connection to the fatui but— no! no! no! there's none of her business! she's a commoner like the other people, she has no reason wondering anything when it comes to the well-being of fontaine, that isn't her position anymore... but that doesn't make this any less terrifying! )
Um!... When you say... "we"...
( there's a lot of hesitation in her voice, especially with the hand proffered for her to take that she's yet to accept. is she supposed to just take it? are they really going? wary, furina clears her throat once more as she lifts one hand, visibly shaking as she looks at the woman's black-tipped claws.
this is kind of like a threat and furina's sweating.
does... arlecchino eat pasta???? )
It's nothing as grand as the food presented at the Palais Mermonia...
( #excuses. )