[When she catches up, he turns to walk with her. He seems to be almost his usual self, which is infuriating, except for the slight fact he seems to favor not... moving his upper body around so much.
But that's understandable.]
I did not mean to worry you and the others. I don't believe any of us did. It happened without any warning. You forgive us, right?
But that's understandable.]
I did not mean to worry you and the others. I don't believe any of us did. It happened without any warning. You forgive us, right?
[It's a lot.]
We split up at the beginning to follow two trails. Sora and Miss Alex went together, and Mister Fujimoto and I went together. We were in an old house, being lead around by the ghost of a child. Supposedly.
[He is too realistic fiction to believe in ghosts.]
We had to figure out a few puzzles to get a key that let us through a door where we met again with Sora and Miss Alex. But... they were inside giant tubes filled with liquid. I'm not sure what happened; I haven't had the chance to speak to them just yet.
We split up at the beginning to follow two trails. Sora and Miss Alex went together, and Mister Fujimoto and I went together. We were in an old house, being lead around by the ghost of a child. Supposedly.
[He is too realistic fiction to believe in ghosts.]
We had to figure out a few puzzles to get a key that let us through a door where we met again with Sora and Miss Alex. But... they were inside giant tubes filled with liquid. I'm not sure what happened; I haven't had the chance to speak to them just yet.
It sounds that way, yes. Or... I'm not sure. I was wondering while we were there if... they were memories. Someone's memories.
It just seemed--I'm not sure how to describe it. Like it may have been a place from a memory.
[He shakes his head.]
I could be thinking too hard about it. Maybe it had only been a test.
It just seemed--I'm not sure how to describe it. Like it may have been a place from a memory.
[He shakes his head.]
I could be thinking too hard about it. Maybe it had only been a test.
[There is a second or two of her being able to catch him with a rifle held up; the stock on his shoulder, and the grip are pretty much perfect with experience.
He is surprised, though, and lowers it, turning a ??? glance her way.]
Ah--Miss Dorothy. What are you doing out and about? Do you need some help?
He is surprised, though, and lowers it, turning a ??? glance her way.]
Ah--Miss Dorothy. What are you doing out and about? Do you need some help?
[He sees that grimace, missy.
Carefully, he returns the rifle to where it had been before, and then he wanders over to Dorothy rather than make her come to him. He offers her a small smile.]
Miss Ange would be very cross with you if she knew. But... it'll be our secret.
Carefully, he returns the rifle to where it had been before, and then he wanders over to Dorothy rather than make her come to him. He offers her a small smile.]
Miss Ange would be very cross with you if she knew. But... it'll be our secret.


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