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I agree.
Another thing I'd been thinking about... You know how we all have contracts, right? [Hopefully. She'll just keep going.] It's probably the same for the staff. So I wonder what kinds of terms are in their contracts...
If they're forbidden from showing their faces or using their names, then that's all the more reason to be careful with any personal information about them... So we don't go and do something that could violate their agreement with the host.
Another thing I'd been thinking about... You know how we all have contracts, right? [Hopefully. She'll just keep going.] It's probably the same for the staff. So I wonder what kinds of terms are in their contracts...
If they're forbidden from showing their faces or using their names, then that's all the more reason to be careful with any personal information about them... So we don't go and do something that could violate their agreement with the host.
Right! So let's be careful and see what more we can learn in the meantime.
[ nods!! ]
Right.
[ and then finally... notices how long this handholding has been going on... one of the upsides to wearing gloves every day that is no one can tell if your palms are sweaty!!! ]
A-anyway, um... I'm glad you felt like you could ask me about it...
Right.
[ and then finally... notices how long this handholding has been going on... one of the upsides to wearing gloves every day that is no one can tell if your palms are sweaty!!! ]
A-anyway, um... I'm glad you felt like you could ask me about it...
The two of us... We're both a little newer to all of this than everyone else. In a way, it puts us at a disadvantage. I think the best way to deal with that is to help each other when we can.
[The door opens just a little.]
Oh... Sebastian.
[She looks about as miserable as can be expected. Her eyes are red -- it's clear she's been crying.]
Oh... Sebastian.
[She looks about as miserable as can be expected. Her eyes are red -- it's clear she's been crying.]
[Estelle nods, though she looks pale. She might need to sit down for this. There's a glance over her shoulder, and then...]
... Do you want to come in?
... Do you want to come in?
[She opens the door wider so he can step inside.
Inside is what looks like the interior of a fairytale cottage. The room is round in shape and looks almost as if it was built into a hollowed-out tree. The furniture is made of twisted, blossoming branches arranged in whimsical, asymmetrical shapes. Flowering vines drape down from hanging and mounted planters here and there.
Before them is a chair and a writing desk, as well as a cozy-looking nook with a round, cushioned bench surrounding a small table with a few additional chairs. A vase of flowers sits on the table. There are bookshelves leading all the way up to the ceiling, filled with leather-bound books, though none have any legible titles. Through the windows, a lush grove with a great blossoming tree can be seen, with pink petals drifting along a gentle breeze.
A staircase that follows the curved walls upward leads to a loft, with pastel curtains drawn around it. It's probably where the bed is, but it's out of view.]
Please, sit down. [She gestures to the seating area in the nook.]
Inside is what looks like the interior of a fairytale cottage. The room is round in shape and looks almost as if it was built into a hollowed-out tree. The furniture is made of twisted, blossoming branches arranged in whimsical, asymmetrical shapes. Flowering vines drape down from hanging and mounted planters here and there.
Before them is a chair and a writing desk, as well as a cozy-looking nook with a round, cushioned bench surrounding a small table with a few additional chairs. A vase of flowers sits on the table. There are bookshelves leading all the way up to the ceiling, filled with leather-bound books, though none have any legible titles. Through the windows, a lush grove with a great blossoming tree can be seen, with pink petals drifting along a gentle breeze.
A staircase that follows the curved walls upward leads to a loft, with pastel curtains drawn around it. It's probably where the bed is, but it's out of view.]
Please, sit down. [She gestures to the seating area in the nook.]
[ whispers oh my god this is *my* suite dream
Sebastian's style is very different, but he still thinks this is awesome. It really does look like something out of a fairy tale. ] ]
Oh...! Wow, this is really beautiful.
[ He takes a seat as directed, and glances out the window. ]
Oh, are those those flowers you were talking about before? The.... alluria...?
[ He tried. ]
Sebastian's style is very different, but he still thinks this is awesome. It really does look like something out of a fairy tale. ] ]
Oh...! Wow, this is really beautiful.
[ He takes a seat as directed, and glances out the window. ]
Oh, are those those flowers you were talking about before? The.... alluria...?
[ He tried. ]
[Estelle sits, too.]
Luluria, yes. [She manages a weak smile.] I think this room was made in the image of that town...
Luluria, yes. [She manages a weak smile.] I think this room was made in the image of that town...
[It takes a little while, but he'll hear some fumbling with the door handle, and then... it opens.]
Sebastian... Did you come to check on me?
[Her face is clean, at least, but her hair's a bit messy, and she's still wearing a red robe that covers her from head to toe.]
Sebastian... Did you come to check on me?
[Her face is clean, at least, but her hair's a bit messy, and she's still wearing a red robe that covers her from head to toe.]
[A weak smile.]
Yes, I'm a lot better now, thanks to you.
[But she notices he kind of looks like a mess...]
Um... are you okay? You look kind of... like you've been through something, yourself.
Yes, I'm a lot better now, thanks to you.
[But she notices he kind of looks like a mess...]
Um... are you okay? You look kind of... like you've been through something, yourself.
Oh...
[Yeah she instantly looks concerned.]
We can sit and talk for a bit, if you like...
[Yeah she instantly looks concerned.]
We can sit and talk for a bit, if you like...
[She'll gesture for him to come inside, and to sit wherever he pleases.
Estelle will slowly walk over to the cushioned bench and seat herself carefully -- she has no visible wounds, with the robes covering everything, but she's clearly trying not to agitate an injury.]
Do you want to go first?
Estelle will slowly walk over to the cushioned bench and seat herself carefully -- she has no visible wounds, with the robes covering everything, but she's clearly trying not to agitate an injury.]
Do you want to go first?
[ he probably sits close to wherever he did last time, in the same way that everyone usually sticks to the same seats in a classroom every day even when there's no assigned seating... though if that's too close to where she is now, he'll keep a respectful distance. ]
Um... well, it... was a lot. Like, it went on for a really long time, and a lot of stuff happened... Cloud and I were going back through time to try to stop this bad thing that was destroying the world before it started.
Um... well, it... was a lot. Like, it went on for a really long time, and a lot of stuff happened... Cloud and I were going back through time to try to stop this bad thing that was destroying the world before it started.
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