It almost seems like a naive thing to say. Were he in Court, Salieri might inwardly scoff at that, and refrain from answering. But...he's not there. Instead he's here, in this terrible place, with people he's quickly learning to trust at a rate in which he never has. There's a comfort here, oddly, despite the situation. A safety that he hasn't experienced since he was a boy. So instead of perhaps taking it with derision, he pushes past the long-ingrained instinct and just
maybe
allows himself to believe, a little, in the kindness of others. In the kindness that Orpheus himself has show him. In the kindness of everyone here.
Salieri swallows, hard, and nods]
It, ah...[he clears his throat]..it is, indeed. Very important.
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It almost seems like a naive thing to say. Were he in Court, Salieri might inwardly scoff at that, and refrain from answering. But...he's not there. Instead he's here, in this terrible place, with people he's quickly learning to trust at a rate in which he never has. There's a comfort here, oddly, despite the situation. A safety that he hasn't experienced since he was a boy. So instead of perhaps taking it with derision, he pushes past the long-ingrained instinct and just
maybe
allows himself to believe, a little, in the kindness of others. In the kindness that Orpheus himself has show him. In the kindness of everyone here.
Salieri swallows, hard, and nods]
It, ah...[he clears his throat]..it is, indeed. Very important.