[ it's probably hard to tell over text, but he doesn't mean this to be a reprimand. just a gentle observance, not unlike glancing into a slightly fogged-up mirror. ]
and maybe i'm way off but i don't think you become any less brave just because you reacted like a person to a bad situation
[ what would he be like, faced with a war? to have to suddenly fight to the death against people he once shared a lunchroom with? he genuinely can't even fathom it, and so he assumes he would simply crumple under the weight of it all. but here dorothea is, still offering a stranger smiles despite it all. ]
happiness... looks pretty different, depending on where you are, huh? the things that made me happy back home, i don't know if it would feel just as good here i'll work hard trying to find that out though
I know I can be. It's just, well. It's sort of what I said to you before. I'm a commoner. I'm surrounded by accomplished people who have so much more knowledge of war tactics and statecraft. I'm just a singer. But I still try to do my best, because the people around me are important. I don't want to let them down.
[ So even if she's hard on herself, it comes both from a place of wanting to be needed so no one discards her...and because the thought of being useless is anathema to her, if it means someone might be in danger because of her weaknesses. ]
You said it yourself about finding purpose. I think it's a good way to look at it. We can find a different happiness for ourselves here for a little while, until we go home.
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embarrassing...
[ it's probably hard to tell over text, but he doesn't mean this to be a reprimand. just a gentle observance, not unlike glancing into a slightly fogged-up mirror. ]
and maybe i'm way off
but i don't think you become any less brave just because you reacted like a person to a bad situation
[ what would he be like, faced with a war? to have to suddenly fight to the death against people he once shared a lunchroom with? he genuinely can't even fathom it, and so he assumes he would simply crumple under the weight of it all. but here dorothea is, still offering a stranger smiles despite it all. ]
happiness... looks pretty different, depending on where you are, huh?
the things that made me happy back home, i don't know if it would feel just as good here
i'll work hard trying to find that out though
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I know I can be. It's just, well.
It's sort of what I said to you before. I'm a commoner.
I'm surrounded by accomplished people who have so much more knowledge of war tactics and statecraft.
I'm just a singer.
But I still try to do my best, because the people around me are important. I don't want to let them down.
[ So even if she's hard on herself, it comes both from a place of wanting to be needed so no one discards her...and because the thought of being useless is anathema to her, if it means someone might be in danger because of her weaknesses. ]
You said it yourself about finding purpose. I think it's a good way to look at it.
We can find a different happiness for ourselves here for a little while, until we go home.