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[chrisisofaith]

Oh...huh ok. Makes a bit more sense now.

I'm sorry, I'm...I had to deal with a lot of...really stupid laws in my city when I took over some of that. It was a new level of frustration I hadn't expected.

[No whaling? Ok. No Basalisk poaching when there weren't Basalisks around for a hundred miles? why?]

[cygnetsignet]

[ Good, he can learn. that's a good sign for Diane's desire to continue an acquaintanceship with him.

Besides, she's definitely let herself get distracted, and that's less than ideal. ]

You're part of the city leadership, you said. I can imagine there's some level of headache associated with that sort of responsibility. But still, to be separated from it to be here. How are you doing with that?

[chrisisofaith]

[He's terrible at lying and, by extension, terrible at keeping things off his face. Her question causes a flicker of anxiety in his expression and his jaw tightened.]

I'm not thrilled by it, but I know they're all right. The people who help me, they're good ones and I know they'll take care of things.

I hope you don't mind my assuming, but you're clearly a lady of station, are these troubles on your mind?

[cygnetsignet]

[ Diane is very good at hiding her thoughts, but in this case she decides not to, so it's a genuine concerns that takes up residence on her features. ]

Some, yes. I'm the Duchess Tremontaine - in my own right, after the illness and death of my husband. My grandson is much too young to take over, but there's really no one else who will look after the good of Tremontaine itself, and the people who work in it.