A polite smile was returned. "You seem parched...and given the weather, I did not wish for one in my vicinity to succumb to the heat."

-- "My name is Neuvillette. Thank you for your time in guiding me through your collection."

-- The human woman before him held more than just a simple call as a librarian...there was a part of him, now having connected with his powers to its completion, that felt as though she was more connected to the current human world than others were. --

-- From those engagements... Perhaps, he would enjoy the stories that are present to educate the youths and tickle the minds of adults. He smiled. "Yes...I would be grateful to read a classic as you recommend." --

A classic Mondstadt fairytale... He had not indulged much into the culture of the human establishment of Mondstadt... He had only heard rumours...and small tales from the few that journey to Fontaine for diplomatic relations. --

-- The Dragon Sovereign offered a hand to the other. "What is your name?"

Someone important... He supposed he would be considered important in Fontaine...it was not something he would call himself though it was objectively true. Odd, that. "You can say that," he responded, smiling politely. "I am the Chief Justice of Fontaine, Neuvillette." --

-- “You needn’t apologize.” His expression contained gentle concern. “I should not have queried further…” Neuvillette reached into his breast pocket to remove a handkerchief and handed it to him. “Please…tender your heart.”

-- The Dragon Sovereign unfolded a hand for the architect to grab onto if he so needed it. His other hovered over a seemingly lonely back, a gentle, thoughtful placement made shortly after - somewhat uncertain in touch as Neuvillette was not one to often comfort others. --

-- A mirror image of the one before him, many years younger, reflected in his memory. The tears that rolled from his amber eyes and down into a more rounded jawline were clear…and certainly held a similar sorrow….though, far more raw. --