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Rainea’to thrived within rainfall. Were there ever a type of weather to stir the soul, he would undoubtedly claim days filled with rain. His ebon coat clung to him, darkened from being waterlogged. In actuality, only roughly twenty minutes had passed, but it’d felt like the two had crossed dimensions and existed on a separate plane altogether where time passed far slower.

“I envy the lives of the hyur…” The miqo’te’s voice spoke in a soft, melodic tone as he ruminated upon the past. “To live to reach the sky, building families and achieving the impossible…” The Keeper chuckled softly as he waxed poetic, glancing over toward the woman as he offered her a gentle smile. He blinked back droplets of rain from his eyes as he drew his hand to smooth away strands of his chestnut mane, tail swishing about in amusement.

“… Of course, that is what I might say, but I must confess. They have no connection with nature as I do, and I find that rather tragic.” A soft hum played at his lips as he cast his gaze upward, allowing the rain to fall unceremoniously upon his face.

Roen’s first impression:

“Delial was charming. Well-spoken. I was wandering around Little Ala Mhigo, a bit lost and naive as I was asking random strangers about a woman that had died long time ago. Most were not inclined to answer my questions. But Delial appeared out of nowhere and offered her aid in my search. She had a confident and charismatic way about her. I had no doubt she would get farther than I did. Looking back on it now, I should have known better than to trust her so readily and quickly.”

Their current impression:

“We have gone through much since that first meeting. She was a friend, then an enemy, and now… I would trust her with my life. I trusted her with my brother’s life. And that I consider far more important than mine. “She has changed in the last many years. I daresay, she looks at peace when I spoke to her last. That was something I never thought I would see, even if I did it wish it for her.”

What they like the most about your muse:

“Her pride. Yes, that is often considered a vice rather than virtue. But when I speak of Delial and the standards she holds herself to, there is a certain dignity about her. A belief that she has always at least tried to do what she felt was right. Not for everyone perhaps, but at least in her eyes, it was the right thing to do at the time. She is not a moral woman, but I believe she has always been true to herself. Who she was. And she was never ashamed of it. She bore all of her actions on her shoulders.”

What they dislike the most about your muse:

“Does her attraction to my brother count? I jest. Sort of. I know that they have grown close over the years. I myself probably had a hand in it when I asked her to find him for me, when I was not myself. Mind you, I have never encouraged affection between them! But… I would be blind not to see it. Even if neither of them speak to me of it outright. Perhaps I am happy not to hear of it, even if I wish happiness for both of them. Does it have to be with each other? Nay, if they make each other happy, then who am I to begrudge them for it? But do not expect me to be cheering them on. It feels a bit awkward.”

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):

“A friend. A dear trusted friend. It took me a long time to realize that. To get over the past. But I think I have. I see peace in her eyes now, and that brings me a measure of it as well.”

A general opinion of their relationship:

“I think we have progressed much. I think I can talk to her about anything. Well… almost anything. …Most things.”

If applicable, something they wish to reveal:

No. 

While he sees that both are very prominent and has a weird, subconscious tingling that there is perhaps a war between good and evil going on in the world at large, he doesn’t really break down things/actions/people specifically into “good” and “evil.”

For Sayuri, this changes depending on the situation and the crowd around her and changes according to what seems deems as the best approach.

Meeting with an important and powerful potential business partner? She’s more likely to try and project herself as a smart, capable, more mature person herself. Trying to make a sale to a wealthy and egotistical client? Back off a bit to stroke their inflated sense of self-importance. Making another sale to the average, everyday clientele? Try to be casual and relatable.

Her desire for visibility also changes in the moment, as well. Most times, as a trader, she wants at least some visibility to draw in customers. But when she’s making a less-than-legal deal -- or, more importantly, when she’s on Imperial business -- she prefers to remain as far from the limelight as possible.