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[ravkanwitch]

Nina has been feeling more like herself recently. It's taken a few weeks of self care, a failed waffle experiment, many naps with Khitka, a history lesson from Kade, quality time with friends, and a few mildly distressing conversations with alternate versions of people that she knows – but she's okay. She'll be much better once Shen Yuan is back of course, but for now, she'll do what she does best and weather the storm.

There are few things she's considering in her mind but right now, she's flipping through some language books with Khitka curled around the back of her neck, dozing.

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[futaille]

"That is true, but we also have the benefit of there only being a few dozen people present. Not much to have power over."

[ravkanwitch]

Nina considers it. "I still think having power is the most important step for some. Not necessarily over people. Besides, if someone gained control over this mansion, they'd have a lot of power at their command."

[futaille]

"And they'd also almost certainly have a revolution on their hands. Not worth it."

[ravkanwitch]

"That's what you and Enjolras were involved in, wasn't it?" She tilts her head slightly.

[futaille]

"That depends on how you define involved, I suppose."

[ravkanwitch]

"Him more than you, I think you said at some point..."

[futaille]

"Him much more than me."

[ravkanwitch]

"What kind of things did he do?" Nina asks. She supposes she's also a revolutionary as well, in her own way.

[futaille]

"He was the main organizer and chief of our small band of friends. He wrote pamphlets, planned events, would speak at length about the glorious future he saw before him, encouraging others to follow the light he carried. And he fought for it."

[ravkanwitch]

"I suppose we saw a glimpse of that when I put him on the spot at the talent show," Nina says, with a little grin.

[futaille]

Grantaire smiles a small fond smile. "We did at that."

[ravkanwitch]

"Right before I came here," she says, thoughtfully, "I was part of a-- not a revolution. It wasn't in Ravka, our own country, it was in Fjerda. Religious reformation? But it did also involve being charismatic and convincing others of something they might not have full knowledge of..."

[futaille]

"Ah, so in the same genre."

[ravkanwitch]

Nina nods. "I'm not much of a leader, though."

[futaille]

"That makes two of us, at least."

[ravkanwitch]

"People think I am because of my personality, but I think I'm a little too scatterbrained," she says, shrugging.

[futaille]

He grins ruefully. "That makes two of us. ... Well, not the people thinking you're a leader part."

[ravkanwitch]

"Do you also get lectured for talking too much when people are trying to focus?"

[futaille]

He laughs at that question. "So much so that it almost makes me homesick when people don't."

[ravkanwitch]

"Grantaire," Nina says, exasperation in her voice. "You're derailing the conversation again-- Does that help?"

[futaille]

"Oh, wonderful! A 'shut up' wouldn't come amiss, either."

[ravkanwitch]

Nina imagines Jesper prattling away in her ear, oh my luck at blackjack was terrible today, Nina, let me tell you exactly what happened in precise detail down to the cards that were pulled -- but first, the drink I had reminds me of this other story-- She feigns a roll of her eyes at Grantaire. "If you don't shut your mouth," she tells him, gritting her teeth just slightly, "I'm going to tie your tongue with a Bhez Ju chili pepper-- That's an incredibly spicy hot pepper," she adds, in normal tones.

[futaille]

"Oh, that's a good one! Very unique! Is it at least tasty?"

[ravkanwitch]

"It's from Shu Han. It's tasty but very spicy."

[futaille]

"So it's an adventure!"