Hah, that sounds about right. It's meant to be entertaining one way or another, after all.
[Jacinthe may be a simple woman, but she is also correct. She seems to really come alive when discussing her interests, and he can't help but wonder if part of the reason why is because outside of battling, she doesn't get much of an opportunity to talk about them. Hopefully Lebanne recovers soon so they can at least continue watching movies together...]
Sounds like they're near and dear to your heart. I meant what I said earlier; next time you need to keep them out of harm's way, leave them here. No one will touch your things here.
[She's in charge of cleaning her own space, but that also means that no one's going to break her things just for having interests that don't align with someone else's agenda.
But he'll let that slide for now, because he doesn't want to darken the mood too much, especially not when she seems so happy to discuss this.]
I do, yeah. Look around - you see all the decor? Hand-picked by yours truly. I've always had a fascination with the regions in the east and their designs and Pokémon. This one, [gesturing to the lucky Sneasel statue] is called Sneasel. It's a Poison-type Pokémon found in Sinnoh. I'd like to see 'em up close someday, but traveling's not really the highest priority. I have statues like these imported.
[Better than trying to bring Pokémon in like that. He can be content with just looking at super cool Pokémon from faraway regions!]
Absolutely! And thank you, of course; I will take you up on that post-haste.
[She can't wait for Lebanne to return. Not even one status update this entire time has made Jacinthe worried sick, but--no. She's not going to worry about that tonight; she wants to have fun with her dear friend, and that's what they're going to do!
Still, Jacinthe's eyes widen as she gives the room a proper look around--she doesn't know a lot about the eastern regions and their Pokemon, but even so, her eyes seem to brighten with some kind of recognition.]
Oh la la! I had wondered if that might be the case with these--I did not recognize most of them, but that is incredible, Corbeau! History and knowledge like that are things I never quite picked up, but oh, how positively wonderful! You've truly made this room shine, I must say; please, you'll have to tell me more about what you've found out about them sometime!
...Though, do remind me to talk to one of the SBC's contacts at some point; he actually runs an academy off of the coast of Unova, and I believe he spoke about some sort of re-introduction program...? I feel like I've at least seen something like this among the silly paperwork he showed me, last I visited...
[But ah, let her stop herself before she gets off track!]
But oh, I admit I have not done a lot of research on my own--but oh, I've grown deeply fond of some of the Pokemon of the Alola region! There are these simply adorable little fairy types known as Cutiefly which are common to there that are simply precious, oh! They look like these cute little puffs that simply fly about their air in a simply darling pattern, and their evolved forms are quite delightful, almost looking fashionable in their little scarves!
And oh, you simply haven't lived until you've seen an Alolan Exeggutor, Corbeau! They're beautiful creatures--though, I cannot imagine Lumiose ever allowing them. They can truly get as tall as some of the buildings here...I have wanted one for myself, but even I can acknowledge that I cannot realistically care for one...
But ah, I'm rambling again! Do excuse me...though, I do wonder. Have you ever traveled outside of the Kalos region, Corbeau?
Hah, I remember hearing about those. Almost hard to believe a Pokémon can get that big - but then, Alola's a whole different place. Different environments mean different Pokémon, and that's half the fun in traveling.
[Her question earns a brief nod and Corbeau continues,] Yeah, though only a few times. I'd like to see more of the world at some point. You ever hear of Kitakami? Before I became leader here, I had a job that sent me out that way. Real interesting place; I've been back a few times since then.
[Though not lately; he's been way too damn busy to make his way out there. He still sends checks to a certain couple of family members, of course, but... Well. He's not exactly on the best terms with those kids' grandparents and he never hears from the kids themselves. Maybe it's better this way. For a brief moment, a ghost of a complicated expression crosses his face before he shakes his head as if to dismiss it.]
What about you? Traveling seems like something you'd enjoy.
[And her parents certainly have the money for it...]
Ah bon? No, I do not believe... [Jacinthe has to actually think about that for a moment, seeming to scrunch her face in genuine thought, as if...] I believe I have heard the name in passing, actually, though no information springs to mind! Perhaps one day, we shall have to make a trip out of it!
[and in jacinthe fashion, she has invited herself along for the trip. no protesting.
...Okay, given that it's Corbeau, she might actually listen if he'd rather she not come along, but Jacinthe will take another swig of the frankendrink as she contemplates his own question, nodding her head easily. Her brows seem to knit when she notices his face change a bit, but--]
Not as much as you might think. In terms of actual travel, at least; I've always deeply enjoyed the trips that my parents have taken me on! I've been trying to make arrangements for my own trip, but the work of the SBC always manages to call me back. [Still, Jacinthe chuckles, brightly as if that isn't slightly sad--] Oui, my parents would often take me with them on their trips to Paldea and Unova--why, I even lived in Unova with one of my ex-husbands for a while, if you can believe it! The liveliness of Castella City simply cannot be understated! Aglow in beautiful light at all hours, why, it is as if you are never alone when you walk about there! I always did want to visit Nacrene City as well, but I never had the chance...
Truly, I could keep you here all night long talking about the things I've seen from both regions. I think of the two, you might adore Paldea and it's rich culture, most of all.
[Jacinthe seems to pause for a moment, seemingly contemplating asking him further about Kitakami, but...well, she decides against it, continuing to pat Arbok.]
...Have you met anyone interesting in your travels, Corbeau?
[She just invited herself along... O...kay, well he could probably make that work without it being awkward as hell. Kitakami's large enough to avoid running into anyone familiar, but maybe it'd be best to explain why he's so hesitant about it... Eh, Jacinthe keeps going and he lets her without complaint, the momentary conflicted expression falling away.]
Ex-husbands?
[Plural?? Jacinthe's been married multiple times?? No, wait hold on, that's the wrong thing to get hung up on, uh... Let him try again—]
I've heard all sorts of interesting things about Unova. Sounds like it was quite the sight to see.
[Paldea as well, though he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Jacinthe not only lived on Unova but had a husband there. Now he's trying to imagine Jacinthe's wedding and how overly extravagant and chaotic it'd be... How much of a bridezilla was she...??
Oh, right question, uh—]
I... have, yeah.
[For a moment too long, it seems like he's just going to leave it there. That he won't continue as his gaze flicks away. Corbeau leans forward, elbows on his knees and folds his hands in front of him.]
...There was a woman in Kitakami. Bright, intelligent lady with a razor-sharp wit. She charmed the hell out of me. If I'd met her any earlier, I would've dropped everything to move to Kitakami for her.
[But things didn't work out that way.]
I visited her quite a bit, though. She had a couple of kids. Things were... not great, but workable, for awhile.
[...]
She's gone, now. I still send the kids money whenever I can, but I've been busy here and haven't had time to go out and visit them. Wouldn't be surprised if they blame me for their mom's passing. Their grandparents sure seem to.
[He doesn't try to redirect or ask another question, though it's a struggle not to. Considering how tight-lipped he's been about... well, damn near anything personal, it's probably best to give Jacinthe a moment to actually take all this in.]
Jacinthe had been perfectly prepared to interject in to talk about her husbands when she saw that Corbeau seemed almost...awkward, he was definitely awkward, but what Jacinthe hears openly makes her eyes go wide and she almost ends up dropping the frankendrink on the ground when she hears that, the hand petting Arbok (sorry big guy) going to cover her mouth as she stares for a moment with wide eyes as all of that sinks in.
Jacinthe isn't very familiar with death. Sure, Themida likes to remind her every now and again about the time she has whenever the subject of grandkids comes up, but Jacinthe hasn't seen many of her family members die. Nor her friends. Lebanne and Corbeau both were her first brushes with even the concept of such a thing, the thought that she could never see either of them again--it had sent something so icy through her that she had wanted, needed to do something about it to ensure that they didn't die. That they couldn't leave her unless it was their choice, or hers--
Jacinthe stops that thought in it's tracks for the first time in her life, and when she speaks again, it's so much softer than she's ever spoken.]
I am...so terribly sorry, Corbeau.
[It comes out a little breathless, like she's been punched in the lungs while she processes that. All of it, really. He didn't explicitly say the kids were his, but unless she had someone else she was seeing...but no, Corbeau wouldn't have an obligation to send them anything, and he wouldn't be so blamed for her passing if they weren't coupled together, no?
...
Why does it almost send something icy through her nonetheless? It's not as if she could ever compare, no, he clearly still holds a torch for her--and she's ending that thought right there.]
She sounds as if she would have been lovely to meet. A razor sharp wit to keep up with your own, I imagine...she must have been a vision in battle, if she ever took part in such things. To lose someone that precious...I can scarcely imagine the toll it has taken out of all of you. Much less that you were blamed for such a thing.
[It's clear that Jacinthe doesn't know how to respond to this, but truthfully, knowing that he's trusted her with this much...she can't help but feel like she knows the man more now. Knows the sacrifices he's made, to become the man who most likely could fix Lumiose with time and enough funding.
Jacinthe pauses a touch, managing to take the last of the frankendrink and finish it off with a grimace--Philippe, you are going to owe her so much for this if she doesn't get tricked again--but...]
While I cannot imagine being blamed for someone's passing...I at least know the feeling of being blamed for something out of one's control well, my friend.
[...]
...You've sacrificed much in pursuit of your dreams for this city, haven't you?
[He watches as Jacinthe takes it in, as she finally finds words that are far softer than usual. It's a lot to take in. He knows it. But she manages it well enough, and he releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.]
Yeah.
[At first, that's all it is. He exhales again, closing his eyes before trying again.]
I've got faith in Lumiose. I chose this path and I can't regret those decisions because I've got family here too. I couldn't ever turn my back on the Rust Syndicate, even if it means that I had to make other sacrifices. It isn't fair to those kids or that part of my family, and I know it. I can't ask for their forgiveness. But I'm not going to turn my back on them either.
[They may never accept him, and that's their choice to make. Perhaps, in some cruel, selfish way, it's easier if they don't.]
Thanks, though. For listening to all of that. I know it's a lot to drop into a casual conversation.
[Jacinthe listens, and surprisingly, she nods; it's not as if she doesn't get it. Her own dreams have tended to be more selfish in nature, because that's all they've had to be for so long; the idea that she could care for people, for the city and it's people's wants had been so foreign to her at first. She couldn't even begin to understand Corbeau, but...
Seeing that care and kindness he puts into the city, and knowing what he's sacrificed to make it so...it makes it so much more understandable.]
...You're no craven man, Corbeau. No matter what they say to you or how they feel. I'd say the fact you are still willing to help them after they have spurned you so is far more than one could ask.
[And perhaps at her heart, she's more willing to take his side because she is selfish. Deeply. It's something that Jacinthe will likely never be able to get rid of no matter how hard she tries. But Jacinthe goes quiet after she says that. The only other things she could say at that point would likely be inflammatory toward that family, and...
It seems unwise.]
But truly, it is no trouble! I do not mind in the slightest! [Beams! Maybe if she beams away the strange, tight feeling in her, she can just continue on as normal--] That you would trust me with such information makes it more than worthwhile, you know. Trust like that is a strange way of letting down one's layers, but it is not a bad thing.
I find that I do not mind it, as it allows me to get to know who you are, more!
[Corbeau's gaze flicks to the side for a moment at the first part; he wants to argue it. Not that he is craven, because frankly, he isn't, but the idea that they've spurned him. Jacinthe says it like he's extending them a kindness when he's just giving them what's owed. He's the father of those kids, and he isn't going to stop looking out for them in his own way. This is all he can do at the moment, and it isn't enough - it'll never be enough - but...
It's pointless to get hung up on semantics. Jacinthe isn't looking at it the same way he is - and most people probably wouldn't see it like he does anyway. So he shakes his head and refocuses.]
Guess I have been pretty tight-lipped, huh. [Not really a big realization, but it is a bit wry.] I've always had a habit of being a little too cautious with info that could come back to bite me. But you've more than earned my trust, so I don't mind answering any questions you've got.
[Jacinthe's cheeks puff out a bit, hands going to her hips briefly--sorry Arbok, she's gotta make a point here.]
If you hadn't been so stubborn that day, you would not have known anything of me, either! We both know the value of secrets; of keeping them close at hand, so that nobody may use us. Even if...
[Jacinthe's pout dissipates, her eyes closing as she tries to think for once.]
...Even if I did want to know more, it is not...something that should be forced, non? I am not owed information, just as you are not. Trust is but simply a must in matters like these! I rather like it better like this, where we can be treading upon equal ground.
While I do have some questions--I would love to hear of any good memories you have of those times...might I even our metaphorical playing field with some information of my own? It is not as devastating, but...
[Her hands will go down once he says that much, chuckling softly as she goes to spoil Arbok with pets; yes yes, you poor needy child, she now has two hands for you!]
Ha! I suppose that is fair, my friend. But even so, I...suppose I want you to know this much, given the rather sensitive nature of what you yourself have shared. It is one thing to know that my parents and I are not on good terms, but it is another to know why, non?
[She doesn't look up at Corbeau when she speaks again; her tone doesn't sound sad initially at least, but...]
Truthfully, it is the matter of children that has caused quite the rift for my family and I. You see...Mother cannot have any children of her own; I am Father's child, of course, but Mother permitted my father to have a mistress solely so they could secure an heir to their fortune, and expected me to do the same once I became old enough. They've arranged me to be wed five times; none of them worked out, and even when I decided to date on my own, those relationships did not last. Most of those men wanted to change me, and I had no intention of bending for them. I would not be some prize to be won for them, simply put.
It was during the longest of these marriages--when I lived in Unova, that we discovered that I too, cannot bear children.
[And perhaps surprisingly, Jacinthe doesn't seem...the most perturbed by this. Maybe deep down, she can at least acknowledge that she would be a terrible mother; she's only had Themida's example to lead by, after all. But it sounds like she's made her peace with it, at least.]
...To say Mother was displeased when she found out was an understatement. Sickness took much of the warm, vibrant Mother I once knew away from both Father and I, but if there was any hope of us maintaining a good relationship, it...died, that day. I have tried so very hard to be a daughter worth being proud of, to her, nevertheless.
[And it's there, and only there, with those soft words that something grows sad in Jacinthe's expression. Because despite everything, she really does love her parents; they're what she knows most, and the people she desperately wants to make proud. Even if she has tried so hard to escape and make a fairytale-esque world for herself when they aren't around, and this horrible saboteur is ruining everything.]
I think that is why your circumstances, they...resonated with me, at least a touch. And perhaps why some selfish, hopeful part of me hopes that you can still find happiness, and perhaps even closure someday.
[Yes, good, give him all the pets!! This snake is absolutely rolling around delightedly.
Corbeau's more focused on what Jacinthe has to share, though. Truthfully, he never stopped to question why her parents might treat her the way they did - it never really mattered. Some people are just awful, even to those closest to them. Maybe even especially to those closest to them. He'd assumed overbearing became abusive over time, not because of anything specific. But the details she lays out for him...
Some part of him wonders if Themida is truly "punishing" Jacinthe, or punishing herself. Not that she should be taking out her self-hatred on Jacinthe, but it's sort of eye-opening to realize that there is a reason behind the behavior, even though that doesn't excuse a single damn thing they've done. This also might explain why her father seems slightly warmer toward her; he doesn't have the same baggage her mother does, after all.]
I know you don't need me to tell you this, but even if some parts of it are understandable, it's still awful that she treats you like that. Her issues are her own; your issues are your own. There's no reason for her to take it out on you, and their treatment of you even outside of that is still unacceptable.
[He falls quiet after that before reaching up to adjust his glasses with a huff.]
...Sorry to hear all that. I imagine it wasn't easy on you either.
[Maybe she never wanted kids to begin with. Maybe it was easy to accept. But Jacinthe frames it in a way to explain her mother's behavior, not something that must have had a heavy impact on herself. It's... frustrating, sort of. That Jacinthe feels the need to defend her mother like this, even though her behavior is both unreasonable and infuriating.
...But family ties are a different breed, he supposes. There are undoubtedly good memories of her mother in there too, and those drive her just as much - if not moreso - than the bad ones. Nothing's ever truly black and white.]
...It isn't, but I will bear it all the same. I truly do love them both, you know. Even if most of the time, their presence can be more of a curse than a blessing.
[Jacinthe looks up to Corbeau at that, eyes opening and her smile just a touch softer.]
I do thank you, nevertheless. For hearing me prattle on about something so dismal. It is quite nice to know that I am not alone in such things; I do hope you feel the same. And I do hope that perhaps one day, things can repair in such a way that you will all be able to be happy, once again.
[If mostly because Jacinthe knows she'll never be able to repay for her own shortcomings, to her Mother. She'd at least like to believe that Corbeau can, to his kids and their grandparents.
Even so, though--]
Might I switch us back to something more light, then? And oh, perhaps I ought grab my record player--I found a few new ones to add into my collection that I think you might like!
Yeah, let's move on to easier topics. Sounds good to me - I do want to hear what you've got.
[The rest of the night goes well; a nice reprieve from the heavier topics of conversation and the rather dismal circumstances they've found themselves in. For once, all of that truly seems so very far away.]
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[Jacinthe may be a simple woman, but she is also correct. She seems to really come alive when discussing her interests, and he can't help but wonder if part of the reason why is because outside of battling, she doesn't get much of an opportunity to talk about them. Hopefully Lebanne recovers soon so they can at least continue watching movies together...]
Sounds like they're near and dear to your heart. I meant what I said earlier; next time you need to keep them out of harm's way, leave them here. No one will touch your things here.
[She's in charge of cleaning her own space, but that also means that no one's going to break her things just for having interests that don't align with someone else's agenda.
But he'll let that slide for now, because he doesn't want to darken the mood too much, especially not when she seems so happy to discuss this.]
I do, yeah. Look around - you see all the decor? Hand-picked by yours truly. I've always had a fascination with the regions in the east and their designs and Pokémon. This one, [gesturing to the lucky Sneasel statue] is called Sneasel. It's a Poison-type Pokémon found in Sinnoh. I'd like to see 'em up close someday, but traveling's not really the highest priority. I have statues like these imported.
[Better than trying to bring Pokémon in like that. He can be content with just looking at super cool Pokémon from faraway regions!]
You got any interest in any foreign Pokémon?
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[She can't wait for Lebanne to return. Not even one status update this entire time has made Jacinthe worried sick, but--no. She's not going to worry about that tonight; she wants to have fun with her dear friend, and that's what they're going to do!
Still, Jacinthe's eyes widen as she gives the room a proper look around--she doesn't know a lot about the eastern regions and their Pokemon, but even so, her eyes seem to brighten with some kind of recognition.]
Oh la la! I had wondered if that might be the case with these--I did not recognize most of them, but that is incredible, Corbeau! History and knowledge like that are things I never quite picked up, but oh, how positively wonderful! You've truly made this room shine, I must say; please, you'll have to tell me more about what you've found out about them sometime!
...Though, do remind me to talk to one of the SBC's contacts at some point; he actually runs an academy off of the coast of Unova, and I believe he spoke about some sort of re-introduction program...? I feel like I've at least seen something like this among the silly paperwork he showed me, last I visited...
[But ah, let her stop herself before she gets off track!]
But oh, I admit I have not done a lot of research on my own--but oh, I've grown deeply fond of some of the Pokemon of the Alola region! There are these simply adorable little fairy types known as Cutiefly which are common to there that are simply precious, oh! They look like these cute little puffs that simply fly about their air in a simply darling pattern, and their evolved forms are quite delightful, almost looking fashionable in their little scarves!
And oh, you simply haven't lived until you've seen an Alolan Exeggutor, Corbeau! They're beautiful creatures--though, I cannot imagine Lumiose ever allowing them. They can truly get as tall as some of the buildings here...I have wanted one for myself, but even I can acknowledge that I cannot realistically care for one...
But ah, I'm rambling again! Do excuse me...though, I do wonder. Have you ever traveled outside of the Kalos region, Corbeau?
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[Her question earns a brief nod and Corbeau continues,] Yeah, though only a few times. I'd like to see more of the world at some point. You ever hear of Kitakami? Before I became leader here, I had a job that sent me out that way. Real interesting place; I've been back a few times since then.
[Though not lately; he's been way too damn busy to make his way out there. He still sends checks to a certain couple of family members, of course, but... Well. He's not exactly on the best terms with those kids' grandparents and he never hears from the kids themselves. Maybe it's better this way. For a brief moment, a ghost of a complicated expression crosses his face before he shakes his head as if to dismiss it.]
What about you? Traveling seems like something you'd enjoy.
[And her parents certainly have the money for it...]
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[and in jacinthe fashion, she has invited herself along for the trip. no protesting.
...Okay, given that it's Corbeau, she might actually listen if he'd rather she not come along, but Jacinthe will take another swig of the frankendrink as she contemplates his own question, nodding her head easily. Her brows seem to knit when she notices his face change a bit, but--]
Not as much as you might think. In terms of actual travel, at least; I've always deeply enjoyed the trips that my parents have taken me on! I've been trying to make arrangements for my own trip, but the work of the SBC always manages to call me back. [Still, Jacinthe chuckles, brightly as if that isn't slightly sad--] Oui, my parents would often take me with them on their trips to Paldea and Unova--why, I even lived in Unova with one of my ex-husbands for a while, if you can believe it! The liveliness of Castella City simply cannot be understated! Aglow in beautiful light at all hours, why, it is as if you are never alone when you walk about there! I always did want to visit Nacrene City as well, but I never had the chance...
Truly, I could keep you here all night long talking about the things I've seen from both regions. I think of the two, you might adore Paldea and it's rich culture, most of all.
[Jacinthe seems to pause for a moment, seemingly contemplating asking him further about Kitakami, but...well, she decides against it, continuing to pat Arbok.]
...Have you met anyone interesting in your travels, Corbeau?
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Ex-husbands?
[Plural?? Jacinthe's been married multiple times?? No, wait hold on, that's the wrong thing to get hung up on, uh... Let him try again—]
I've heard all sorts of interesting things about Unova. Sounds like it was quite the sight to see.
[Paldea as well, though he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Jacinthe not only lived on Unova but had a husband there. Now he's trying to imagine Jacinthe's wedding and how overly extravagant and chaotic it'd be... How much of a bridezilla was she...??
Oh, right question, uh—]
I... have, yeah.
[For a moment too long, it seems like he's just going to leave it there. That he won't continue as his gaze flicks away. Corbeau leans forward, elbows on his knees and folds his hands in front of him.]
...There was a woman in Kitakami. Bright, intelligent lady with a razor-sharp wit. She charmed the hell out of me. If I'd met her any earlier, I would've dropped everything to move to Kitakami for her.
[But things didn't work out that way.]
I visited her quite a bit, though. She had a couple of kids. Things were... not great, but workable, for awhile.
[...]
She's gone, now. I still send the kids money whenever I can, but I've been busy here and haven't had time to go out and visit them. Wouldn't be surprised if they blame me for their mom's passing. Their grandparents sure seem to.
[He doesn't try to redirect or ask another question, though it's a struggle not to. Considering how tight-lipped he's been about... well, damn near anything personal, it's probably best to give Jacinthe a moment to actually take all this in.]
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Jacinthe had been perfectly prepared to interject in to talk about her husbands when she saw that Corbeau seemed almost...awkward, he was definitely awkward, but what Jacinthe hears openly makes her eyes go wide and she almost ends up dropping the frankendrink on the ground when she hears that, the hand petting Arbok (sorry big guy) going to cover her mouth as she stares for a moment with wide eyes as all of that sinks in.
Jacinthe isn't very familiar with death. Sure, Themida likes to remind her every now and again about the time she has whenever the subject of grandkids comes up, but Jacinthe hasn't seen many of her family members die. Nor her friends. Lebanne and Corbeau both were her first brushes with even the concept of such a thing, the thought that she could never see either of them again--it had sent something so icy through her that she had wanted, needed to do something about it to ensure that they didn't die. That they couldn't leave her unless it was their choice, or hers--
Jacinthe stops that thought in it's tracks for the first time in her life, and when she speaks again, it's so much softer than she's ever spoken.]
I am...so terribly sorry, Corbeau.
[It comes out a little breathless, like she's been punched in the lungs while she processes that. All of it, really. He didn't explicitly say the kids were his, but unless she had someone else she was seeing...but no, Corbeau wouldn't have an obligation to send them anything, and he wouldn't be so blamed for her passing if they weren't coupled together, no?
...
Why does it almost send something icy through her nonetheless? It's not as if she could ever compare, no, he clearly still holds a torch for her--and she's ending that thought right there.]
She sounds as if she would have been lovely to meet. A razor sharp wit to keep up with your own, I imagine...she must have been a vision in battle, if she ever took part in such things. To lose someone that precious...I can scarcely imagine the toll it has taken out of all of you. Much less that you were blamed for such a thing.
[It's clear that Jacinthe doesn't know how to respond to this, but truthfully, knowing that he's trusted her with this much...she can't help but feel like she knows the man more now. Knows the sacrifices he's made, to become the man who most likely could fix Lumiose with time and enough funding.
Jacinthe pauses a touch, managing to take the last of the frankendrink and finish it off with a grimace--Philippe, you are going to owe her so much for this if she doesn't get tricked again--but...]
While I cannot imagine being blamed for someone's passing...I at least know the feeling of being blamed for something out of one's control well, my friend.
[...]
...You've sacrificed much in pursuit of your dreams for this city, haven't you?
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Yeah.
[At first, that's all it is. He exhales again, closing his eyes before trying again.]
I've got faith in Lumiose. I chose this path and I can't regret those decisions because I've got family here too. I couldn't ever turn my back on the Rust Syndicate, even if it means that I had to make other sacrifices. It isn't fair to those kids or that part of my family, and I know it. I can't ask for their forgiveness. But I'm not going to turn my back on them either.
[They may never accept him, and that's their choice to make. Perhaps, in some cruel, selfish way, it's easier if they don't.]
Thanks, though. For listening to all of that. I know it's a lot to drop into a casual conversation.
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Seeing that care and kindness he puts into the city, and knowing what he's sacrificed to make it so...it makes it so much more understandable.]
...You're no craven man, Corbeau. No matter what they say to you or how they feel. I'd say the fact you are still willing to help them after they have spurned you so is far more than one could ask.
[And perhaps at her heart, she's more willing to take his side because she is selfish. Deeply. It's something that Jacinthe will likely never be able to get rid of no matter how hard she tries. But Jacinthe goes quiet after she says that. The only other things she could say at that point would likely be inflammatory toward that family, and...
It seems unwise.]
But truly, it is no trouble! I do not mind in the slightest! [Beams! Maybe if she beams away the strange, tight feeling in her, she can just continue on as normal--] That you would trust me with such information makes it more than worthwhile, you know. Trust like that is a strange way of letting down one's layers, but it is not a bad thing.
I find that I do not mind it, as it allows me to get to know who you are, more!
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It's pointless to get hung up on semantics. Jacinthe isn't looking at it the same way he is - and most people probably wouldn't see it like he does anyway. So he shakes his head and refocuses.]
Guess I have been pretty tight-lipped, huh. [Not really a big realization, but it is a bit wry.] I've always had a habit of being a little too cautious with info that could come back to bite me. But you've more than earned my trust, so I don't mind answering any questions you've got.
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[Jacinthe's cheeks puff out a bit, hands going to her hips briefly--sorry Arbok, she's gotta make a point here.]
If you hadn't been so stubborn that day, you would not have known anything of me, either! We both know the value of secrets; of keeping them close at hand, so that nobody may use us. Even if...
[Jacinthe's pout dissipates, her eyes closing as she tries to think for once.]
...Even if I did want to know more, it is not...something that should be forced, non? I am not owed information, just as you are not. Trust is but simply a must in matters like these! I rather like it better like this, where we can be treading upon equal ground.
While I do have some questions--I would love to hear of any good memories you have of those times...might I even our metaphorical playing field with some information of my own? It is not as devastating, but...
I dislike the idea of us being on unequal ground.
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Hah, you're right. It's not an easy thing to give, that trust.
[That's true of both of them, for different reasons. But Jacinthe's offer earns a soft scoff from him.]
I wouldn't say we're on unequal ground. I've learned a lot about your situation without giving much in return before now.
[But that's being dismissive of her feelings and only looking at it from his own perspective. Corbeau lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug.]
But if you still don't think we're square and you want to tell me more, I'll listen. Up to you, Jacinthe.
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Ha! I suppose that is fair, my friend. But even so, I...suppose I want you to know this much, given the rather sensitive nature of what you yourself have shared. It is one thing to know that my parents and I are not on good terms, but it is another to know why, non?
[She doesn't look up at Corbeau when she speaks again; her tone doesn't sound sad initially at least, but...]
Truthfully, it is the matter of children that has caused quite the rift for my family and I. You see...Mother cannot have any children of her own; I am Father's child, of course, but Mother permitted my father to have a mistress solely so they could secure an heir to their fortune, and expected me to do the same once I became old enough. They've arranged me to be wed five times; none of them worked out, and even when I decided to date on my own, those relationships did not last. Most of those men wanted to change me, and I had no intention of bending for them. I would not be some prize to be won for them, simply put.
It was during the longest of these marriages--when I lived in Unova, that we discovered that I too, cannot bear children.
[And perhaps surprisingly, Jacinthe doesn't seem...the most perturbed by this. Maybe deep down, she can at least acknowledge that she would be a terrible mother; she's only had Themida's example to lead by, after all. But it sounds like she's made her peace with it, at least.]
...To say Mother was displeased when she found out was an understatement. Sickness took much of the warm, vibrant Mother I once knew away from both Father and I, but if there was any hope of us maintaining a good relationship, it...died, that day. I have tried so very hard to be a daughter worth being proud of, to her, nevertheless.
[And it's there, and only there, with those soft words that something grows sad in Jacinthe's expression. Because despite everything, she really does love her parents; they're what she knows most, and the people she desperately wants to make proud. Even if she has tried so hard to escape and make a fairytale-esque world for herself when they aren't around, and this horrible saboteur is ruining everything.]
I think that is why your circumstances, they...resonated with me, at least a touch. And perhaps why some selfish, hopeful part of me hopes that you can still find happiness, and perhaps even closure someday.
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Corbeau's more focused on what Jacinthe has to share, though. Truthfully, he never stopped to question why her parents might treat her the way they did - it never really mattered. Some people are just awful, even to those closest to them. Maybe even especially to those closest to them. He'd assumed overbearing became abusive over time, not because of anything specific. But the details she lays out for him...
Some part of him wonders if Themida is truly "punishing" Jacinthe, or punishing herself. Not that she should be taking out her self-hatred on Jacinthe, but it's sort of eye-opening to realize that there is a reason behind the behavior, even though that doesn't excuse a single damn thing they've done. This also might explain why her father seems slightly warmer toward her; he doesn't have the same baggage her mother does, after all.]
I know you don't need me to tell you this, but even if some parts of it are understandable, it's still awful that she treats you like that. Her issues are her own; your issues are your own. There's no reason for her to take it out on you, and their treatment of you even outside of that is still unacceptable.
[He falls quiet after that before reaching up to adjust his glasses with a huff.]
...Sorry to hear all that. I imagine it wasn't easy on you either.
[Maybe she never wanted kids to begin with. Maybe it was easy to accept. But Jacinthe frames it in a way to explain her mother's behavior, not something that must have had a heavy impact on herself. It's... frustrating, sort of. That Jacinthe feels the need to defend her mother like this, even though her behavior is both unreasonable and infuriating.
...But family ties are a different breed, he supposes. There are undoubtedly good memories of her mother in there too, and those drive her just as much - if not moreso - than the bad ones. Nothing's ever truly black and white.]
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[Jacinthe looks up to Corbeau at that, eyes opening and her smile just a touch softer.]
I do thank you, nevertheless. For hearing me prattle on about something so dismal. It is quite nice to know that I am not alone in such things; I do hope you feel the same. And I do hope that perhaps one day, things can repair in such a way that you will all be able to be happy, once again.
[If mostly because Jacinthe knows she'll never be able to repay for her own shortcomings, to her Mother. She'd at least like to believe that Corbeau can, to his kids and their grandparents.
Even so, though--]
Might I switch us back to something more light, then? And oh, perhaps I ought grab my record player--I found a few new ones to add into my collection that I think you might like!
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Yeah, let's move on to easier topics. Sounds good to me - I do want to hear what you've got.
[The rest of the night goes well; a nice reprieve from the heavier topics of conversation and the rather dismal circumstances they've found themselves in. For once, all of that truly seems so very far away.]