[He's almost thankful when she gives her own words. Gives him an opportunity to indulge in his own food. Eating is easier than speaking. Not that he actually speaks, of course. And the truth is, it's entirely feasible to eat with one hand and to use his device with the other. Maybe he's just looking for an excuse to not have to carry on his half of the conversation. In spite of his attempts to avoid making much of that, he hasn't been wildly successful. Present moment being a prime example of that.
He waves somewhat dismissively at the thought of companionship. He doesn't need it (aside from survival). Doesn't really want it. Things are so much easier when the only person he needs to be concerned about is himself, mostly because he has no concerns about himself. He knows himself. It's everyone else he has to look out for, especially people like Angela who are undeniably kind. That's either foolishness or she's dangerous. Quite possibly both.
"...what were your obligations, then?"
Caim cocks an eyebrow and takes a break from his eating to think about how to word a response.]
"Knowledge of country history. Strategy. Tactical knowledge. Leadership grooming. Representation, I suppose."
[All true. Not that Furiae wasn't held to some of the same standards, but... In a different way. It's different to be a princess than it is to be a prince. Or so Caim assumes. In many ways, he suspects he had a much easier time than she did.]
"I have observed that many people here come from differing worlds and traditions. It is certainly something to get accustomed to."
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He waves somewhat dismissively at the thought of companionship. He doesn't need it (aside from survival). Doesn't really want it. Things are so much easier when the only person he needs to be concerned about is himself, mostly because he has no concerns about himself. He knows himself. It's everyone else he has to look out for, especially people like Angela who are undeniably kind. That's either foolishness or she's dangerous. Quite possibly both.
"...what were your obligations, then?"
Caim cocks an eyebrow and takes a break from his eating to think about how to word a response.]
"Knowledge of country history. Strategy. Tactical knowledge. Leadership grooming. Representation, I suppose."
[All true. Not that Furiae wasn't held to some of the same standards, but... In a different way. It's different to be a princess than it is to be a prince. Or so Caim assumes. In many ways, he suspects he had a much easier time than she did.]
"I have observed that many people here come from differing worlds and traditions. It is certainly something to get accustomed to."