[For a moment, Rose's expression is unreadable. She's sad, of course, to have a former friend become a stranger, but there's also a small amount of relief. So much of her time on Eorzea was built on others' expectations of her, even when they were completely incorrect. No one who knew her would say she had the demeanor of a hero, but it was a title she carried nonetheless.]
[Not here, though. Even though she is technically a servant, there's a freedom here she hasn't felt in a long while. Using her real name is tempting, but she stops herself. There's no reason to take a risk where she doesn't need to, and with her luck, the Empire's spies would be the one to recognize her.]
Rose. You may call me Rose.
[She takes another healthy swig. Although she has a relatively high tolerance, this might be pushing it. Surely, it will turn out fine.]
no subject
[Not here, though. Even though she is technically a servant, there's a freedom here she hasn't felt in a long while. Using her real name is tempting, but she stops herself. There's no reason to take a risk where she doesn't need to, and with her luck, the Empire's spies would be the one to recognize her.]
Rose. You may call me Rose.
[She takes another healthy swig. Although she has a relatively high tolerance, this might be pushing it. Surely, it will turn out fine.]