[she replaces the journal on her lap, patting the cover.]
Just a quick idea of it, first—then a few details. I... It's a little easier than I'd like to admit, to be honest, but that's... just... the way my life has been.
I've done something similar. Though nothing quite so personal... I wrote down a few important things I'd need to know as a merchant. A map of my home, notable people...
I wish I'd thought to add more detail - I've already forgotten someone.
[elsa looks like she's been struck with a shovel.]
I don't... recognize it. It...
[it's incredible. there's no stirring of her heart. there's nothing. it has the same effect as hearing a microwave buzz. it's nothing to her. nothing at all.
and at the end of it, she can't even remember what it sounded like.]
...It's hard to keep it in mind when I feel like I'm losing mine. If that's how it's all affected, I really do wonder if any of my note taking will make a difference...
Oh, please. You and your mercantilism. [she gives his arm another little push.] You hold yourself with confidence, and I know you could be whatever you dreamed of.
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[she replaces the journal on her lap, patting the cover.]
Just a quick idea of it, first—then a few details. I... It's a little easier than I'd like to admit, to be honest, but that's... just... the way my life has been.
[both simple and complicated.]
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I've done something similar. Though nothing quite so personal... I wrote down a few important things I'd need to know as a merchant. A map of my home, notable people...
I wish I'd thought to add more detail - I've already forgotten someone.
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[...]
Memory is a strange thing, isn't it.
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The song of your mother's people?
[he shakes his head]
No, I wouldn't say that is comparably lesser at all, Elsa. Would you like to hear it again?
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[???]
You can't have memorized it. [can he??]
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[he can and he did]
I could give it a try, if you'd like... though it may not be the best performance. I may need to teach it to Alex for that.
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I don't... recognize it. It...
[it's incredible. there's no stirring of her heart. there's nothing. it has the same effect as hearing a microwave buzz. it's nothing to her. nothing at all.
and at the end of it, she can't even remember what it sounded like.]
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... it'll be returned to you, by the end of all this.
I'll take care of it until then, if you don't mind entrusting it to me.
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[no, there's... really nothing she can do about this. it's frustrating, incredibly so—but there's no choice.
she nods, chin dropping, as she stares at her lap.]
Okay. Thank you, Won.
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In case... you're feeling guilty.
[though that is
admittedly just his guess]
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...It's hard to keep it in mind when I feel like I'm losing mine. If that's how it's all affected, I really do wonder if any of my note taking will make a difference...
[ahhhh. well.]
You said Alex sings?
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[and he offers her a gentle smile]
But I did - her voice is quite lovely.
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I didn't realize. She's... [tall] ...certainly full of surprises. [in a good way? probably.] I should speak with her.
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[he nods along with that]
She's very kind. Perhaps you two can compose a new song together.
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[she smiles at Soo-Won, expression thoughtful.]
Your voice is good, too. Don't undersell yourself.
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You're too kind - I'm rather well aware that I'm meant for a merchant's duties rather than a bard.
But I appreciate the sentiment.
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[it's sincere!!]
But as long as you like what you're doing...