[ goddess. lorenz is now the mascot for the golden deer.

dorothea stares in wide-eyed wonder at lorenz's physical changes before remembering that yes, she had grabbed onto him for a reason. she blinks away her shock and gives him a genial smile. ]

We'll never hear the end of it. [ she waves over her shoulder as they walk away, shouting airily to the vendors, ] Thank you for your time, gentlemen!

[ once they're surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the crowd, she pats his arm in a placating manner. ]I'm perfectly fine, Lorenz, don't worry. [ a beat. ] You...are Lorenz, right? You look--. [ what's a nice way to say this ] Different.