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It does for those who normally employ such methods. [The implication being that Beatrix is not one of those people. Never really has been. Doesn't seem to have plans of changing that. Although...] There are those who protect and those who deserve protection. It has been said by some that hearts unified are accompanied by a strength that otherwise may be absent.

[She might consider pushing the issue a bit more, but she suspects she's made her point quite clear. Beatrix isn't going to magically change her thoughts on the matter. What Oriphi follows up with renders from her a rather abrupt pause. Of course she's right. Zidane, perhaps. Tifa. Dohalim. For just a breath, she frowns sharply. She isn't worth that effort.

Double standards, much?]

In the case of you and me, Oriphi, I intend to only intervene when necessary. After all, I am aware you are not defenceless. I will not treat you as though you are. It would be patronising and insulting of me to do so.

[ Double standards, for sure.

Ori is happy to leave the pressing of the matter undone, for now. She's got a lot to think about, moving forward, about what she perceives her role to be in the mission she's taken on at home. It's something she must think about in solitude, too, perhaps in the woods where she feels the closest to the world from whence she came.

For now, however, she is in the company of a valued friend. ]

Ah. I wouldn't have taken offense, to be honest, but I appreciate it...

[ For a brief moment, she just levels a measuring glance at Beatrix. ]

You know, you really would get along really well with some of my friends. The ones I talked about on the journals before, they're the same ones you saw in that petal. Miss Aerie, she used to run and live in a big library, and she tells me the same kinds of things that you tell me, too.

Your friends sound... interesting.

[That she would get along with them, though? That seems an overestimating of Beatrix's ability to make friends, let alone to keep them long enough that they would call themselves friends. Or call her a friend. But that too is likely debatable. After all, someone like Oriphi seems to find her perfectly lovely company.

Or something.]

I suspect this Aerie of yours says the things that she feels you need to hear. Sometimes we are easily blinded by our ambitions, even those with good intention.

[ Ori laughs sheepishly yet again, her hands coming up to tug and fidget with locks of her hair. ]

I meant more since you both like books a lot, but— You're not too far off! She's the kind of person to get right to the point, too...

[ With a sigh - one breathed out as though to expel any remaining unease or worry that remains with what she saw in the petal - she looks back over at Beatrix with a reassuring look. ]

Anyhow, Beatrix... Would you like to take a walk with me through the rest of the festival?

I imagine she most likely enjoyed books that were perhaps... a bit more interesting than mine.

[Although Beatrix supposes she's read some other things that were not of war and strategy. She has interests outside of such things, after all, though she might not be inclined to say as much.

Fortunately, she's not required to go into that either. At Oriphi's question, Beatrix hesitates for just a breath before she offers a nod.]

I can do that. Were you looking for something in particular? I have paid visit to many of the things occurring around. I may be able to navigate if needed.

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