[ although sierra was asleep, and couldn’t miss him per se, she finds that speaking to a man who is awake and is perfectly able to acknowledge her as she is now, and not as she was…
it means more than she would be willing to admit.
when he arrives at her home, she meets him at the door—another sign that she might be in a strange mood, but she’s not counting. if he calls her out on it in any way that’s outside their usual banter, she’ll kill him. ]
[he knows when he's getting away with terrible crimes against her ego, as it were-- so this time, she's spared his sass. for now, anyway. when the novelty of her being awake again has worn off, it's open season on her moodiness.
anyway, hello, yawning in front of others is impolite.]
there’s only so much she can do about it, though, since she is happy to see him, and honestly, happy to be freed from her dreams as well. without missing a beat, she tucks her arm into his. ]
Did those phantoms simply disappear? I’m afraid I wasn’t much in the mood for heroics.
Although now that you mention it, I suppose it would be dishonest not to admit I was shown some kind of vision of you... and Miss Zelda, although it was only a moment of conversation.
[kind of obscure, he didn't get it, he still doesn't. ultimately, harmless??]
…and what did you see, precisely? It’s not polite to eavesdrop on a lady’s conversation.
[ with the way she suddenly veers to attack this very interesting line of conversation, it’s clear that whatever her train of thought had been is one she hadn’t truly wanted to pursue.
there’s much on her mind, after that sleep. perhaps she ought to force reim to stand guard for a bath. ]
#FFFFE0 | i hate that it’s only me
I hope to see the bath completed when I awake.
- Sierra
you've claimed this reim zone
Rest well, Lady Sierra.
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Someone beat you to the baths.
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I noticed. It does look nice, at least.
Did you enjoy your nap?
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I feel more tired than ever before, but I suppose that is my mistake for trying to sleep in a place like this.
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Do you need anything?
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I asked if you need anything, which is distinctly different from offering to serve you. This is called friendly concern.
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[ she deals with being sad by harassing people ]
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I could be very busy. You haven't even asked if I have time.
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I know you aren’t, but I’ll entertain you. Do you have time?
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I do.
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Are the ghosts gone?
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[ you will ]
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Alright. Shall I meet you at your home now?
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We can survey what yet needs to be done to the springs, but if it’s half as good as what I’m used to, your job may be finished.
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I will be there shortly, then we can go.
[watch him nyoom off before she can object to his bold claims!! granted, he's going to her house, but still...]
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it means more than she would be willing to admit.
when he arrives at her home, she meets him at the door—another sign that she might be in a strange mood, but she’s not counting. if he calls her out on it in any way that’s outside their usual banter, she’ll kill him. ]
Reim. Long time [ yawn ] no see.
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anyway, hello, yawning in front of others is impolite.]
It's good to see you up and about. Let's go.
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[ “up and about,” grumble grumble.
there’s only so much she can do about it, though, since she is happy to see him, and honestly, happy to be freed from her dreams as well. without missing a beat, she tucks her arm into his. ]
Did those phantoms simply disappear? I’m afraid I wasn’t much in the mood for heroics.
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well, never mind that. he's perfectly content to let that go and formally Escort Her off to where the onsen is, arm in arm.]
Yes, after about a week... I wonder what the purpose of showing us visions of the past like that could have been.
[it was bad news when this happened to the cities at home, but since the world hasn't literally collapsed in on itself, maybe they're safe.]
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[ visions of the past, indeed. ]
Did you see anything of your own life, amidst all these ghosts?
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[...]
Although now that you mention it, I suppose it would be dishonest not to admit I was shown some kind of vision of you... and Miss Zelda, although it was only a moment of conversation.
[kind of obscure, he didn't get it, he still doesn't. ultimately, harmless??]
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[ with the way she suddenly veers to attack this very interesting line of conversation, it’s clear that whatever her train of thought had been is one she hadn’t truly wanted to pursue.
there’s much on her mind, after that sleep. perhaps she ought to force reim to stand guard for a bath. ]
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