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[For the longest time, Cheria didn't want to believe that it was true. That Asbel's disappearance from the house was just a temporary thing. His belongings were gone, but that didn't mean anything. He could've just been sent home for a brief while and would return soon enough. If it could happen to both herself and Richard, then why not Asbel? Though, now that four days have passed, she has to face the possibility that Asbel has followed the same route as Sophie, Hubert, Pascal and the Captain. That he may not return any time soon, and if he does, he may not remember what had transpired on Luceti.

People will have to know. Asbel had made so many friends here who would miss him... She can't leave this responsibility to King Richard- he's already been through so much. As much as he tries to hide it, Cheria can tell that Asbel's absence is hurting him as much as it's hurting her. No, possibly even more.

With a heavy feeling in her chest, she picks up her journal from the nightstand. She'd been hiding in her room for quite a few hours now, but she's getting restless. As she flips the book open, she starts to pace through the house.]

Ah... I'm sorry, everyone. This announcement will only take a moment. That is... To everyone who's met Asbel Lhant... [She chokes back a sob as she enters the living room. Having to announce it to the world only makes it that much more real.]

T-To everyone who may miss him... I'm afraid he's been s-sent home. I'm... I'm sure it's for the best, so please don't-

[Her voice cuts off abruptly as she takes a seat on the couch, only to realize she sat down on something. Or... someone. She tilts her head to the left curiously and breathes a sharp gasp when she realizes she's sitting in the lap of a boy who's lying sprawled out across the couch. Not just any boy, either.]

A-ASBEL!

[The journal slips from her hands in shock, though not before recording a bit of Asbel's response:] ... Huh? Cheria, what are- [There's a loud thud and the recording cuts off completely.]

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N-no! [She can't blame him for misunderstanding if he forgot, though. If he really doesn't remember what Luceti means, then...]

[Well, now he's just confused.]

Then what did you say?

[She sniffs loudly, before trying again.] Luceti. It's... It's a village.

[There's a moment as he takes that name in.]

Oh... Luceti? Yeah, of course it's a--

[And then it hits him.]

..Lu-Luceti?!

[She doesn't say anything. She just waits. Though, by now, she's starting to become faintly aware that she's still sitting in Asbel's lap. And she's pressing herself up against his shirtless chest. ... Oh dear.]

[Surely, she can feel the beat of his heart, which seems to be beating faster now.]

Cheria... Is this... really Luceti?

[She feels it, alright. She's trying to ignore it, but it's a little difficult when she's feeling so flustered herself.]

Yes...

...How long?

[Then... He remembers? ...He remembers!]

It's been... about four days.

...Huh? Four days? [He sounds very surprised.]

... Yes, four days... [What's with that tone of voice?]

...I guess I shouldn't be so surprised, huh? It's been six months or so, I think.

Six months? Then... [She finally sits back to meet Asbel's eyes. He said he'd gone back to Lhant with her, but... She needs to be sure.]

What... is the last thing you remember, exactly?

[You're still in his lap, Cheria.]

Ahh... Well... We were returning from Fodra, and said our goodbyes to everyone. And then... I kept my promise to you. [He'll leave it at that.]

[Cheria smiles brightly at that. She knows perfectly well what he meant.]

That's... I'm glad. -That you remember, I mean. [... Oh, she should move out of his lap now.]

[Oh, right. Yeah... Her getting off of his lap is probably a good idea. Don't mind the blush on his face as he shifts his position to place his feet on the ground.]

Yeah... Me too... Err, that I remembered, I mean.

[She won't mind the blush at all- she's far too busy blushing, herself. So for now, she'll just stand there and stare at the floor.]

... Richard will be happy that you've returned, as well.

...Has he been okay? [Asbel knows Cheria is strong. She could cope without him around in time. But Richard's not like Cheria.]

It's... a bit hard to tell. [Cheria's always had trouble reading Richard's behavior and what he might really be feeling. She suspects he's had it worse than he let on, but...]

Have you seen him? Where is he?

He should be in the house... [She had tea with him a bit earlier today, so he can't have gotten far.]

...I'll have to check on him, then.

Yes... [Her gaze moves from the ground to the door, then back to the ground again.]

I can go find your belongings, if you want.

No, it's fine. I can get them later. [He doesn't want to burden you with it, Cheria.

...But mostly he just wants to spend some time with you.]

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