[Lorenz purses his lips, brow furrowed, because it's so... unfortunately familiar, the struggle she's describing. Perhaps the core reasons differ; the restoration of the Alliance-or-whatever-it-is-now rather than his own house, etc etc, but he knows all too well the feeling of not knowing what to do with oneself here, so far removed from the thing all others have revolved around for so long.

That said: oh boy, now that's a personal question.]

I... do admit, I did think about the ramifications of the behavior this city encourages quite a lot, especially at first. Throwing aside every ounce of propriety still doesn't sit well with me, but luckily I've found it much less necessary than so many claim.

[The absolutely bizarre way some people respond to their moonblessings, for example? He's been scandalized by too many network posts to be the same.

Anyway. Hmm. He's thought about the "low stakes" and "for a purpose" things, too... He takes a thoughtful sip, then, slowly:]

Thinking of this world as a place of no consequence is difficult at best. We two truly are sitting here having tea, are we not? The things we do in this world are significant.

[Emotionally, anyway? Therefore:] I believe you should trust your judgment.