video, un: orientalism

[pluspetitpoete]

[It looks like he's been crying recently, his eyes and cheeks red. He sniffles and scrubs at his eyes a little, trying to collect himself more before he speaks.]

It's nice, up here. Truly it is. I love having the exhibition hall -- I can go look at the flowers whenever I like. Maybe I'll be able to find a little box, or something? I have these seeds I wanted to plant.

And of course I'm happy that we've all made it, and we're safe, and the dragon isn't a problem anymore. Or at least I hope he isn't. I feel bad for him, though, it wasn't his fault --

I suppose it doesn't matter now, does it. [He frets at the sleeve of his shirt a bit, glancing down and away]

It's only that -- well I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, we do have this lovely ship that we can all live on.

Only that it feels a bit unfair, I suppose. We all had our homes taken away, some of us quite recently, and then our new homes vanished as well.

I don't know right now, if I'd rather return to the planet, if we could, or to stay here. It could be nice to stay here! I could meet some of the people I've only spoken to over communicators, or had only just met before -- everything. Madame Fraser, I'd like to see her again. Oh and I never got to meet Mademoiselle Blossom! We could share poetry, perhaps? It would be easier to get together, this way.

Mademoiselle Jessica, I hope you're all right, as well, and settling in.

[The boy sighs and sniffles again, wiping a little at his nose, self consciously.] I suppose I'm craving some stability.

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[pluspetitpoete]

Oh I see! I'm very glad I asked you, then. I will save the box for when we are settled. Grantaire thinks it needs some painting and redoing, so that will give us the time we need to spruce it up.

You see? Because a spruce is a sort of tree!

It was a joke.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Oh... oh lord, that's a pun. Claire laughs.]

You're a very sweet young man, Jehan.

[pluspetitpoete]

[Oh dear. The apples of his cheeks and the edges of his ears turn a bright pink and he ducks his head to try to hide the fierce blush.]

Thank you, ma'am. I think you're quite lovely. Not -- before your husband gets terribly upset with me -- not in a romantic way, though it's very clear that anyone who met you would find you lovely in a romantic way.

No, I mean that you've been quite kind to me, and your kindness is appreciated.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[He's adorable. Far too adorable to have to deal with all the bullshit lately, but alas, there's little Claire can do about that.]

Thank you, Jehan, and don't you worry.

You're free to call me Claire. We're friends, are we not?