[ Regrator spreads his hands out wide, placating if not for the feigned ignorance in his tone.
"Lady Yanfei, you have quite the silver tongue but I'm afraid you have me more than a little confused. I most assuredly agree that if you find our actions unfavorable then we should clarify future endeavors so that they be acceptable to both our parties.
However, those current infractures— I call them that for convenience though I will not admit fault for things not yet negotiated— are not present in the current contract, correct? Else we would have no need for addendums. Yet you speak of fines and breaches as if these were concrete things. So might I ask again and ask that you answer plainly— are you accusing us of breaching the contracts as they currently stand?"
It's a half-bluff, of course. With all the moving pieces and fine print, surely somewhere the Fatui have slipped up and caused an actual infraction. But then, that is the point of this meeting, is it not? To box in the opposite side until their back is against the wall and see what they due in times of distress.
For it would be a heavy accusation to accuse the Fatui of breaching the contract (even though they have). But also perhaps they are just looking for blood in the water as the Harbingers' entourage straightens up at Regrator's words as if to seem the more imposing force. La Signora's confident smile only adds to the tension in the air as she idly twirls a lock of platinum hair around a finger.
"Yes. It's hard to imagine that you're acting in good faith as you wave around fines with that many zeroes. We're not the kind of paupers that get cowed regarding such trivial matters."
At this, Tartaglia finally looks up from his gift, tucking the ornate wooden box into his coat for safekeeping. Oh? Maybe things would finally get a bit more interesting after all. That's the thing about working with the Fair Lady. She always has to get the last word in. And while Tartaglia would trust her as far as he could throw her, it at least meant that these talks could always end up— well, interesting is one way to put it. ]
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"Lady Yanfei, you have quite the silver tongue but I'm afraid you have me more than a little confused. I most assuredly agree that if you find our actions unfavorable then we should clarify future endeavors so that they be acceptable to both our parties.
However, those current infractures— I call them that for convenience though I will not admit fault for things not yet negotiated— are not present in the current contract, correct? Else we would have no need for addendums. Yet you speak of fines and breaches as if these were concrete things. So might I ask again and ask that you answer plainly— are you accusing us of breaching the contracts as they currently stand?"
It's a half-bluff, of course. With all the moving pieces and fine print, surely somewhere the Fatui have slipped up and caused an actual infraction. But then, that is the point of this meeting, is it not? To box in the opposite side until their back is against the wall and see what they due in times of distress.
For it would be a heavy accusation to accuse the Fatui of breaching the contract (even though they have). But also perhaps they are just looking for blood in the water as the Harbingers' entourage straightens up at Regrator's words as if to seem the more imposing force. La Signora's confident smile only adds to the tension in the air as she idly twirls a lock of platinum hair around a finger.
"Yes. It's hard to imagine that you're acting in good faith as you wave around fines with that many zeroes. We're not the kind of paupers that get cowed regarding such trivial matters."
At this, Tartaglia finally looks up from his gift, tucking the ornate wooden box into his coat for safekeeping. Oh? Maybe things would finally get a bit more interesting after all. That's the thing about working with the Fair Lady. She always has to get the last word in. And while Tartaglia would trust her as far as he could throw her, it at least meant that these talks could always end up— well, interesting is one way to put it. ]