( look of Horror. it only lasts for a sec before she tries to be more polite, but she clearly fully believes it. )
……. well— may the winds guide you on your own path to freedom, free of any vices…….
( she’s definitely praying further as she walks away )
@SKYFEATHERKOF you won’t be able to help the alchemists at all , then !! their whole project will fall apart , even .
( people pleaser to people pleaser communication )
( she has the same question , for many reasons . like fifty feet of reasons . )
i’m sorry if i disturbed you — my name is barbara . i serve as deaconess for the church of favonius .
( the very very lost woman curtsies. )
can i ask you the same … ?
( the room within is just a little messy, but mondstadt is this way even in church. her halfway-cleaning process is evident in disorganisation, and papers — some crumpled, some tossed— lay scattered about the floor. scribbles, songs, sheet music.
that’s to be cleared away too. )
mhm , if that’s alright .
( the quiet of an empty cathedral is peaceful to her, sometimes, but it admittedly carries a little awkwardness here.
she can’t recall the last time the two of them spoke alone *anywhere, even beyond this setting, of all places.
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she leads her to the door and steps just aside. )
have … *you been well , lately ?
it’s been a while since i came to angel’s share.
you’re not falling ill yourself, right ?