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[right][sub]Locations: Sorian Park -> Vikena Estate's Drawing Room
Interactions: Charlotte [@princess], Devan [@Prosaic], Lorenzo [@FunnyGuy][/sub][/right][hr][/center]
[color=5486ae]"I'm not surprised by that actually, even if not for what I saw earlier."[/color] John gave an amused grin as he rested his cheek on his hand. [color=5486ae]"I've interacted with many of these personalities. They're often scary until you learn the venom."[/color] The doctor said rather casually, unaware of his peculiar word choices would make him come off. But he was partly right. Snakes are the slim lethal predator until the prey is immune to their poison. John might seem like a doormat to the people who were willing to walk over him, but he could read them fairly well himself. 

While the topic of marriage was still in the air, John felt a tug within himself upon hearing both of them lamenting being arranged. He was not exactly in their shoes, since thankfully his parent didn't care much about it. At least not yet. But still, that feeling where your worth as a human being is what kind of prestige you can bring was just...messed up. [color=5486ae]"Marriage is such a tool nowadays."[/color] He replied to Charlotte, shrugging. [color=5486ae]"I met a colleague while in the fields that's getting married to this older woman who he hasn't even met once. He's [i]younger[/i] than I am. All 'cause she's from a noble household so he could have the prospect of advancement."[/color] 

If John were to be honest though, no one really liked that guy anyway. He had this massively inflated ego of being born in a noble house but not being born into a household that held any sort of power, so he always felt the need to prove himself, or rather give off the veneer of importance. Regardless, his parents were the main driver for this kind of nonsense, not him.

He finished his cup of tea before requesting a refill. As the maid was fulfilling that request, he glanced over to Devan, or rather the newspaper that she just gave him. [color=5486ae]"Caesonia News is such a waste of a dead tree everyday."[/color] He commented, rolling his eyes, remembering reading the same exact garbage that the man was reading this morning.