[MOZART YOU WILL MAKE HIM CRY. Internally, of course. He wants to praise you and tell you that dream!daddy (and probs real!daddy in some cases) is wrong, and things of that sort. But. That's possibly rude and intrusive and he does not want to overstep boundaries with Mozart of all people.]
Certainly, I would not want to keep you from other projects.
[even he can tell that Mozart is not exactly in his best spirits, not just because of the dream, but because of how not calm he sounds. Whether that is his Mozart-senses at work, or it's that obvious, who knows.]
Do forgive me for asking, but ah... are you all right? If I am overstepping my boundaries, do tell me, of course.
Then I will be handing you them as soon as I get them all gathered! [Yeah, he'll just be acting cheerful, even though it's probably obvious he is not very cheerful.
Thanks, dead dad and omen of death.
Though he's a little surprised at Austria's next question, even if he probably shouldn't. Even more cheerful now. Probably sounding a little forced because how doe one act happy after a dream like that?]
Not at all! And I am fine. Perfectly fine. It was just a bad dream. I can't let that possibly get me down, could I? I'd never get anything done.
I look forward to it very much. [And that is probably an understatement. Since, you know. Mozart.
Give him a sec while he pauses to think about whether he should press things or not. He doesn't want to seem forceful or anything like that, but... baw Mozart.]
Regardless, if there is anything I can do to help right now, do let me know. Even if it was simply a bad dream, a bad dream can bring down an entire day.
I'm sure you will! I do think this is one of my greatest yet! [Even though he feels like he's about to have a heart attack, that confidence does not waver. It probably never will.
...That is a nice offer. He goes quiet for a moment and then speaks up.]
You said you are Austria, yes? The country?
[He still finds the whole thing funny and he's still not sure he believes it, but it's still amusing so he doesn't bother to argue it or question it too much. Right now, though, it's important.]
[BAW MOZART ;o; He doesn't mind at all, really. In fact, he's glad that Mozart's not bothering to hide that he's tired and all that. He would much rather Mozart be honest than acting a particular way. Of course, that might make him a hypocrite, but. He would worry about that later.]
I never have laughed at you, nor would I do anything of the sort. Even when others--my emperor and his other musicians, for instance--were not entirely impressed with your music, I never shared their opinion.
[He had brushed the question off so he had assumed that Austria would do the same, but oh, no. He is not.
It's a definite moment of surprise when he hears that and there is something very rewarding in hearing that your country has always had this much faith in you. Not that he never stopped believing in himself, no, but it's just very frustrating being a genius and nobody else seeing that.]
Is that so? Well, it's a relief to know somebody had as much faith in me as I did myself! [More than that, but hey, no need to get too emotional.]
[You should have known that's how it works by now, Mozart. You ask something, and Austria will do whatever you ask. Even if it means telling things that he's probably all ready told people many times before.]
Plenty of people besides just me believe in you that much, you know. There is a reason why your music is performed frequently to this day, whereas the works of some of your colleagues are only performed on rare occasion.
[He really is touched, but still, this whole experience has been awkward. Dreaming about something like that and everybody seeing. Now he sees why some people get so upset when their dreams are shown.]
It was 1914 when I first arrived here, and not counting concerts and things of that nature playing other works, the majority of your operas are performed multiple times in a month by the Vienna Court Opera. [Which, for the record, has its ceiling decorated with scenes from The Magic Flute. But he will mention that later, maybe.]
[Tell him that and his ego will get worse because even though everybody's laughing at him, he still believes he's the hottest thing in Vienna. They just don't know it.] That really is something. It is. I always knew my music would be remembered.
And no, you have been a great friend to me since I've arrived here! It's very much appreciated. [Yep, definitely getting a dedication in his opera.]
[That's because he is the hottest thing in Vienna. Duh.]
It's the least I can do, especially given who you are. Before your arrival here, it had been quite some time since I last was able to enjoy new music composed by you, so I thank you for that.
Certainly, I would not want to keep you from other projects.
[even he can tell that Mozart is not exactly in his best spirits, not just because of the dream, but because of how not calm he sounds. Whether that is his Mozart-senses at work, or it's that obvious, who knows.]
Do forgive me for asking, but ah... are you all right? If I am overstepping my boundaries, do tell me, of course.
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Thanks, dead dad and omen of death.
Though he's a little surprised at Austria's next question, even if he probably shouldn't. Even more cheerful now. Probably sounding a little forced because how doe one act happy after a dream like that?]
Not at all! And I am fine. Perfectly fine. It was just a bad dream. I can't let that possibly get me down, could I? I'd never get anything done.
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Give him a sec while he pauses to think about whether he should press things or not. He doesn't want to seem forceful or anything like that, but... baw Mozart.]
Regardless, if there is anything I can do to help right now, do let me know. Even if it was simply a bad dream, a bad dream can bring down an entire day.
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...That is a nice offer. He goes quiet for a moment and then speaks up.]
You said you are Austria, yes? The country?
[He still finds the whole thing funny and he's still not sure he believes it, but it's still amusing so he doesn't bother to argue it or question it too much. Right now, though, it's important.]
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[Not said in a rude or irritated manner, of course. Because this is Mozart. It's just stated in a, you know, normal sort of tone.]
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He can believe this without question. Even if it wasn't the truth, he'd like to believe it.]
You would not laugh at me, would you?
[That sounds awfully childish. Needy. He laughs a little and now doesn't bother to hide how tired he sounds, exhausted and worn out.]
Of course not. You've been nothing but a wonderful person to me! Silly question. I don't know where it came from.
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I never have laughed at you, nor would I do anything of the sort. Even when others--my emperor and his other musicians, for instance--were not entirely impressed with your music, I never shared their opinion.
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It's a definite moment of surprise when he hears that and there is something very rewarding in hearing that your country has always had this much faith in you. Not that he never stopped believing in himself, no, but it's just very frustrating being a genius and nobody else seeing that.]
Is that so? Well, it's a relief to know somebody had as much faith in me as I did myself! [More than that, but hey, no need to get too emotional.]
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Plenty of people besides just me believe in you that much, you know. There is a reason why your music is performed frequently to this day, whereas the works of some of your colleagues are only performed on rare occasion.
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[He really is touched, but still, this whole experience has been awkward. Dreaming about something like that and everybody seeing. Now he sees why some people get so upset when their dreams are shown.]
But...
Thank you.
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It is no trouble whatsoever, really.
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And no, you have been a great friend to me since I've arrived here! It's very much appreciated. [Yep, definitely getting a dedication in his opera.]
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It's the least I can do, especially given who you are. Before your arrival here, it had been quite some time since I last was able to enjoy new music composed by you, so I thank you for that.
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It is what I do, composing new music. It's like asking a person not to breathe if I didn't do that. It's no problem!
[And now he asks the question he shouldn't ask:]
What was the last piece I composed?
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Back home? The Requiem in D-minor.
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Thank you. I can guarantee it was a masterpiece, yes?
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