Paul
"Ah, very well then! Follow me." Ryza never realized his workplace can intrigue someone, he spent most of his work delegating papers, inquire a myriad of news, and other sombre bureaucratic work, to realise it taken the interest of someone like Kyuu, well, it was surprising to say the least.

He walked through the quiet road of the city, his steps swift and lightweight, but still making sure the woman followed him. The buildings in the city-centre were grand, bath-houses, taverns, markets, villas, towers, anything really. Then he stopped in front of a building that look like a forum hall of sort, dozens of cloaked figures comes and go front the arched entrance-way, bringing stacks of papers or walking confidently with an open hand.

Then Ryza realized Kyuu was not walking alongside him, he made a little shocked expression, before seeing Kyuu talking with a wandering flower merchant, he crossed his arms in amusement, listening to the smug and witty reply of Kyuu that surprised the merchant, he gave a quiet chuckle before being too surprised that the women gave him the flower she bought, he accepted the flower and gave Kyuu a mischievous grin.
Michael
*Would tilt her head, wondering why Ryza was mischievously smiling at her. Wasn't really the response she was expecting, but she would return the grin with her own and look toward the bureaucratic building*

"So this is where you work. Seems like no matter which nation you go to, if it has a bureaucratic building it is going to be filled with busy bodies. Sitting behind a desk filling our papers isn't a life I would want, but to each their own"

*She would then glace over to the flower she had picked out for Ryza and then to him* "You know, why are you working as a magistrate? Given our long lives I would assume you would grow bored of desk work as well. You don't seem like someone who is after the money either. Why not pursue your passion and make a living selling your paintings like that flower merchant."
Paul
Ryza would ponder the question as he turned his gaze to the purple flower.

"I have considered it, of course i did, but i never decided to. You see Kyuu, after i served in the Salvainian army for decades, i was honourably discharged after my service, of course i could just live my life like any retiree would, but one of my superior offered me the position in the civil service, and i, after careful consideration, accepted the offer. Some might ask why i did so, my only answer is that i want to do good, i want to serve others, and well, here i am, seventy years later."

He would let a sigh and a reassuring smile, a genuine one at that, he seemed to see the burden of arduous and sometime painfully boring task as a necessary thing he should do, and he quite enjoys it really, it's boring, not like the chaotic mess that is the horror of war.

"I'm afraid this is the farthest you can go, it's not really forbidden for citizens to go to my workplace, but they need to have a really good reason to or tell their visit in advance, i'm sorry if this displeases you, but i hope you have a good travel."