Anyway, that's good enough for him. Jing Yuan still hasn't touched his slice, but that is only because he will truly be having it later (taking it back to his room) ]
Don't worry, I understand. Such is the responsibility of a leader.
[ But at the observation, he will simply nod. ]
That's right. When one has partaken in many battles, any stressors are easily shaken off by its conclusion.
Whoa... [ There it is again—the look of wonder comes back to his face as he stares up at Jing Yuan. ] Many battles? Are you like a warrior, or something? A commander of some kind of army?
[ Truly, he looks like such an exuberant young one; though his comparison is more about those little ones who are hanging on every word as you tell them an exciting tale before bed.
He smiles a little. ]
I do have my own soldiers to command, yes. As for a horse...not quite.
When I enter battle with them, I stand on the same ground as my soldiers—as fellow countrymen. The only difference in the end is, of course, that I give the orders for them to follow.
[ Jing Yuan thinks he might embellish some details and pick out whichever story he thought was suitable. As it is, when Tatara asks, he stands up again at this time, picking up the plate his slice is on. If the other wants more cake he can definitely take more slices from the remaining cake. ]
I am. I'm still feeling tired, so I will simply finish it up in my room and go to bed.
[ He didn't exactly sleep well following the incident but that's because he decided to practice magic and other matters he doesn't care to mention. ]
I should leave you to your rest, since I know you'll be needing it.
Take care Tatara, and we will speak again.
[ He will linger a bit to hear any parting words, but other than that, he will make his exit. ]
[ With a smile, he nods. That would be nice, sometime. If at least to get to know the people who are, ostensibly?, under his command better.
He stands when Jing Yuan does, if only as a polite gesture. He feels a little bad as he makes his way to the door, but he keeps his smile anyway. ]
Mm-hmm. Take care, Jing Yuan. You know where to find me if you need me.
[ next door!!
And when he's gone, Tatara lingers in the silence for a bit. He eventually finds his way back to his couch, where he promptly buries his face in his hands.
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Anyway, that's good enough for him. Jing Yuan still hasn't touched his slice, but that is only because he will truly be having it later (taking it back to his room) ]
Don't worry, I understand. Such is the responsibility of a leader.
[ But at the observation, he will simply nod. ]
That's right. When one has partaken in many battles, any stressors are easily shaken off by its conclusion.
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Whoa... [ There it is again—the look of wonder comes back to his face as he stares up at Jing Yuan. ] Many battles? Are you like a warrior, or something? A commander of some kind of army?
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Anyway, Jing Yuan gives pause, as he considers his answer carefully. ]
I am something like a General back home, yes.
[ This is just reminding him how much he will need to return to his duty. But, reminders have never ceased, so that is fine. ]
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[ Tatara stuffs the last piece of cake into his mouth, and continues to talk, mouth full. He looks like a little kid in the dinosaur museum. ]
Did you have your own army? Did you sit on a horse and like, command your men to charge and stuff like that?
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He smiles a little. ]
I do have my own soldiers to command, yes. As for a horse...not quite.
When I enter battle with them, I stand on the same ground as my soldiers—as fellow countrymen. The only difference in the end is, of course, that I give the orders for them to follow.
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[ Story time! Story time!!
He places his plate and fork on his lap, and notices Jing Yuan's cake remains untouched. ]
You're not gonna eat that?
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[ Jing Yuan thinks he might embellish some details and pick out whichever story he thought was suitable. As it is, when Tatara asks, he stands up again at this time, picking up the plate his slice is on. If the other wants more cake he can definitely take more slices from the remaining cake. ]
I am. I'm still feeling tired, so I will simply finish it up in my room and go to bed.
[ He didn't exactly sleep well following the incident but that's because he decided to practice magic and other matters he doesn't care to mention. ]
I should leave you to your rest, since I know you'll be needing it.
Take care Tatara, and we will speak again.
[ He will linger a bit to hear any parting words, but other than that, he will make his exit. ]
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He stands when Jing Yuan does, if only as a polite gesture. He feels a little bad as he makes his way to the door, but he keeps his smile anyway. ]
Mm-hmm. Take care, Jing Yuan. You know where to find me if you need me.
[ next door!!
And when he's gone, Tatara lingers in the silence for a bit. He eventually finds his way back to his couch, where he promptly buries his face in his hands.
He'll finish that cake. Eventually. But. Welp. ]