[Her eyes travel back to the two men wrestling in front of them but her thoughts and gaze are elsewhere.
She thinks back to Nalanni and Ryba, and how they'd abused their power and disconnected themselves from those beneath them. The Fuhrer and his lack of compassion for his subjects, the homunculus - the closest things to gods back home - and their absolute disdain for humanity. Status has never been important to her.]
It's not always about status, Olivia.
[The words are murmured, almost lost in the shouts of the cheering crowd. Her mind flashes back to their first meeting and to the wounded deer they'd stumbled across in the forest. Most would have left it there; Olivia had sang to it, even checked up on it days after.]
You may be 'just a dancer', as you call it, but you've done more here than just dance. More than a lot of other people I've known, and a lot more than most gods and princes I've met.
[Here her gaze sharpens again, as does her tone.]
And quite frankly, if he can't see that, then he's an absolute idiot.
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She thinks back to Nalanni and Ryba, and how they'd abused their power and disconnected themselves from those beneath them. The Fuhrer and his lack of compassion for his subjects, the homunculus - the closest things to gods back home - and their absolute disdain for humanity. Status has never been important to her.]
It's not always about status, Olivia.
[The words are murmured, almost lost in the shouts of the cheering crowd. Her mind flashes back to their first meeting and to the wounded deer they'd stumbled across in the forest. Most would have left it there; Olivia had sang to it, even checked up on it days after.]
You may be 'just a dancer', as you call it, but you've done more here than just dance. More than a lot of other people I've known, and a lot more than most gods and princes I've met.
[Here her gaze sharpens again, as does her tone.]
And quite frankly, if he can't see that, then he's an absolute idiot.