[ Mondstadt may have well called her before Fontaine did, if fate had been different. Furina's gaining her own footing among the city that survived the great flood – but there's something that is something idealistic about traveling free of duties... lost for nothing more than a passion for the arts.

Unfortunately, she still feels unworthy. ]

That purpose is quite murky, is it not?. Never have I thought there would be a chance to see anything other than what I had to do...

[ Even if she was so tired, so lonely. Neuvillette sets his plate down and Furina sits a bit straighter, as if she knows one of those verbose lectures were on the horizon.

She was right, but there's something different.

Word by word, there's humanity there. It's raw and it reads between fanciful lines and loses itself with formalities. ]

The oceans will always be there, but will you be?

[ He says he'll support her... that she won't be alone. Her question is simple, a confirmation to a clause that was deeper than the agreements Focalors had engrained into the Archonhood and Iudex's position. ]

You've taken a lead role, my Iudex... from supporting to center stage is something different. My step back has allowed you to reclaim what was once taken from you, to live to be the ruler the people need. [ And then, her voice cracks – that facade washes away like seafoam. ] I don't remember days without you at my side, but our relationship is different now.

[ The honesty slips through her words. ]

I do not know what we should be.