He nods steadily, thoughtful. He had been projecting just a bit, perhaps, but his concerns are legitimate all the same— Kisara has never been the type to complain, and has ever put her responsibilities before her own needs. It is an admirable quality, one of her many strengths, but there is no denying that things have changed, as have they.

"I took no offense, either way— I only worry that now that we've seen so much of this world, Viscint might feel a bit small by comparison." Two worlds, in truth, though there had not been much of Rena to see. "Still... I am glad to hear it. To have that reassurance. I would undoubtedly be lost without you."

He depended on her for moral support when it came to his work and the reforms they sought to push through, yes, but it was more than that— and while he doesn't say so, there's a faint shift in his gaze as he considers something, pausing to lift his cup to his lips and drink.

"I was thinking of a more permanent position for you within the city— one I hope you will give due consideration."