[There are questions. Many, many questions. Although the conversation does eventually devolve into its usually exchanging and repetition of gossip, it does not occur quite as quickly as Ramesses expected (or Chariot likely hoped for). The women are protective of their money and investments and refuse to leave anything to chance. They scrutinize every possible avenue they can think of for failure, determining if they feel the initial plans or failsafes will make a reasonable difference.]
[And doesn't Croix sell it all?]
[Ramesses says little, allowing most of the floor to Chariot and Croix, but he is attentive the entire time. While Chariot never reaches a level of ease, that sort of performative confidence he knows for a fact now she still possesses, Croix thrives throughout. There isn't a single misstep. She laughs when she is supposed to. She peppers in compliments at the right moments. She even feigns humility every now and again without completely undermining her message. Her promises, regardless of how grand they might seem, never seem beyond anyone's reach. He could likely have done a little better himself.]
[Although it is Chariot who receives the most enthusiastic pieces of his praise. As reach the sidewalk, Ramesses scoops her and gives her both a twirl and a kiss.]
You were wonderful in there! [Ramesses punctuates with another kiss, but he does not set her down. Instead, he merely makes the slight adjustment to carry Chariot back to her apartment. She is likely going to need to say something for him to put her down. Even then, who knows if he'll oblige?] Both of you.
[He looks to Croix with a warm smile as they walk. His enthusiasm may go to Chariot, but that does not mean he is about to neglect Croix.]
A mere five minutes in and I believe you fully captured most of their imaginations. It is not something I say lightly, but I was quite impressed with you. Perhaps you ought to consider lending your talents more directly to the Council in the future if you feel up to the challenge of Parliament.
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[And doesn't Croix sell it all?]
[Ramesses says little, allowing most of the floor to Chariot and Croix, but he is attentive the entire time. While Chariot never reaches a level of ease, that sort of performative confidence he knows for a fact now she still possesses, Croix thrives throughout. There isn't a single misstep. She laughs when she is supposed to. She peppers in compliments at the right moments. She even feigns humility every now and again without completely undermining her message. Her promises, regardless of how grand they might seem, never seem beyond anyone's reach. He could likely have done a little better himself.]
[Although it is Chariot who receives the most enthusiastic pieces of his praise. As reach the sidewalk, Ramesses scoops her and gives her both a twirl and a kiss.]
You were wonderful in there! [Ramesses punctuates with another kiss, but he does not set her down. Instead, he merely makes the slight adjustment to carry Chariot back to her apartment. She is likely going to need to say something for him to put her down. Even then, who knows if he'll oblige?] Both of you.
[He looks to Croix with a warm smile as they walk. His enthusiasm may go to Chariot, but that does not mean he is about to neglect Croix.]
A mere five minutes in and I believe you fully captured most of their imaginations. It is not something I say lightly, but I was quite impressed with you. Perhaps you ought to consider lending your talents more directly to the Council in the future if you feel up to the challenge of Parliament.