[ Regrator is perhaps a bit longwinded in his praise of the received gifts and the craftsmanship of the tea, prone to long drawling conversations that can show off his knowledge. He is polite and poised in his response, taking stage in the land of commerce (his home turf on many levels) in lieu of La Signora's more aggressive tactics.
"The Fatui have no interest in encroaching on the sovereignty of Liyue." Puppet governments are so useful after all. "It is our sincere regret if that is what appears to be the outcome of our business negotiations."
Tartaglia, on the other hand, spares a few moments to pick up the intricate pair of chopsticks, marveling at their beauty. He holds them carefully between his fingers just as Mr. Zhongli taught him, the lacquered and gilded finish making the movement smooth and fluid. This is a expensive gift, which means that perhaps the Fatui are making more progress into Liyue than he first had thought. After all, such finery would not be wasted on those not worthy to sit at the table. Rex Lapis's people either mean to acknowledge them as equals or flaunt their wealth in an act of intimidation. A victory indeed for Her Majesty.
Pantalone continues, fingers laced carefully in front of him and with a feigned air of confusion at the accusations.
"Might you inform us of how exactly our contracts with your honored family have been breached so that we may best avoid such misunderstandings in the future?"
For Regrator came to this meeting to weave an infuriating web of technicalities. Each aggressive act and overreach explained with a loophole in each contract, honoring only the words agreed to but not the spirit. He (and other like-minded Harbingers) had spent months scouring each and every document, finding the weakest links among them (those not penned by Rex Lapis's hand or any of his most trusted advisors). It was a gambit that surely could work only once in the Land of Contracts, but a well paid off one if it had already afforded them a meeting such as this, junior members of Rex Lapis's family or not.
"It is, after all, quite the heavy accusation that you are laying down against us." ]
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"The Fatui have no interest in encroaching on the sovereignty of Liyue." Puppet governments are so useful after all. "It is our sincere regret if that is what appears to be the outcome of our business negotiations."
Tartaglia, on the other hand, spares a few moments to pick up the intricate pair of chopsticks, marveling at their beauty. He holds them carefully between his fingers just as Mr. Zhongli taught him, the lacquered and gilded finish making the movement smooth and fluid. This is a expensive gift, which means that perhaps the Fatui are making more progress into Liyue than he first had thought. After all, such finery would not be wasted on those not worthy to sit at the table. Rex Lapis's people either mean to acknowledge them as equals or flaunt their wealth in an act of intimidation. A victory indeed for Her Majesty.
Pantalone continues, fingers laced carefully in front of him and with a feigned air of confusion at the accusations.
"Might you inform us of how exactly our contracts with your honored family have been breached so that we may best avoid such misunderstandings in the future?"
For Regrator came to this meeting to weave an infuriating web of technicalities. Each aggressive act and overreach explained with a loophole in each contract, honoring only the words agreed to but not the spirit. He (and other like-minded Harbingers) had spent months scouring each and every document, finding the weakest links among them (those not penned by Rex Lapis's hand or any of his most trusted advisors). It was a gambit that surely could work only once in the Land of Contracts, but a well paid off one if it had already afforded them a meeting such as this, junior members of Rex Lapis's family or not.
"It is, after all, quite the heavy accusation that you are laying down against us." ]