I'm not— "pressed." [She might be doing fingerquotes somewhere.] It's only that I have limited hours, even moreso now that I find myself short a partner for my lyrium research, and it seems very silly to— Obviously I approve of the exposition, conceptually speaking. Why, just the other day I was encouraging the Ambassador to put the funds raised from the Rifter storybook into exactly this sort of effort to improve the impression of Rifters, and even of the company as a whole. So you see, I am fully supportive of the whole arrangement. You will hear no criticism as at all from me. But I can hardly bring useless rubbish to the University of Orlais.
Well, I'll put it this way—if some shmuck in this crowd looks at that thing and starts thinking about world breaking implications, that's the kind of shmuck we're trying to start a conversation with.
Otherwise, what, they're gonna burn us at the stake for stuff some dwarves already made for us? It's fine.
[Somewhere, a more rigorous squinting session as Wysteria's impulses for renown and secrecy do great war with one another. She makes a small, considering noise—not entirely pleased, but not entirely not pleased either. And then:]
Well. I suppose barring any other thing that occurs to me, that would do.
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I'm not— "pressed." [She might be doing fingerquotes somewhere.] It's only that I have limited hours, even moreso now that I find myself short a partner for my lyrium research, and it seems very silly to— Obviously I approve of the exposition, conceptually speaking. Why, just the other day I was encouraging the Ambassador to put the funds raised from the Rifter storybook into exactly this sort of effort to improve the impression of Rifters, and even of the company as a whole. So you see, I am fully supportive of the whole arrangement. You will hear no criticism as at all from me. But I can hardly bring useless rubbish to the University of Orlais.
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Sure, yeah.
[ A beat. ]
I mean, I'd love to bring out the big guns, obviously, and I don't even have any guns. But parts of something, you know, like, what about the turkey?
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Surely that should be kept secret. [Squint.] Shouldn't it?
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Otherwise, what, they're gonna burn us at the stake for stuff some dwarves already made for us? It's fine.
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Well. I suppose barring any other thing that occurs to me, that would do.