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[The journal suddenly starts recording to catch a young woman's voice in mid-sentence. Sadly, the camera is directed towards the ground.] -at this button does... Is it broken?

This is hopeless. I'll never figure this device out. [A deep sigh.] If only Pascal were here...

[The image shakes, then tilts harshly until the camera is directed towards a stone ceiling instead. A hand swiftly moves past the screen.] ... Ah? What's it doing now?

[And finally, the journal is tilted one last time to show a girl with long pink hair, wearing a New Feather dress and staring into the camera with a confused expression.]

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[When Cheria arrives, Asbel is just coming out of the clothing shop, having accomplished the task she asked him to do. And then he spots her in the distance. Sure, she wasn't in her usual garb, but it was hard to mistake her vibrant hair.]

Cheria!

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[Goodness, there he is. Cheria can't help but run towards him. It's been a very trying day and what she needs most right now is a familiar face. He doesn't look too different from when she last saw him. Though as she closes the distance between them and looks him in the eyes, she notices one very distinct change. Or, rather, the lack of a change. Lambda...

Well, that's not what's most important right now.]

Asbel. ... I'm so glad to see you.

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[Likewise, when Asbel spots Cheria, he also runs towards her, so they meet about halfway.]

Yeah, me too... Are you alright, Cheria?

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[She nods her head faintly, though it's more out of reflex than anything.]

I'm fine. I just... Asbel, how long have you been here?

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[There's a few seconds of silence before he speaks up, not only because he's unsure whether Cheria would believe it, but also because even HE doesn't fully believe it.]

...Six months.

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[Asbel would never joke about something like this. Which means... the guide was right.]

And the others? [She's already talked to Sophie and Hubert. How long have they been here?]

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The others have only been here two months, so... I've been here the longest. [It's not a lie, at least, since Richard and Lambda are both gone.]

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[She's silent for a while. What is there to say to something like this? She saw Asbel only a few days ago, and now he's suddenly had six months worth of experiences.

Finally, she gazes around at the stores surrounding them.] Were you able to locate my belongings?

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Ah, yeah... They're all there, I think.

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That's a relief... [It's not just her clothes- Cheria cherishes most of her belongings. They're all tied to precious memories, after all.]

Are there changing rooms in the store?

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[Changing room... O-oh, that would be good, wouldn't it?]

Yeah... I think so.

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Well, then... Please excuse me. I'll be right back.

[With that, she'll head towards the clothing store. Weapons and other belongings can wait a bit longer.]

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[WATCHES FROM THE WINDOW.

Well... He'll just... wait by the door for her, then. Doo doo doo.

...Women take forever to get changed.]

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[It really does take forever. First she has to adjust her clothing to suit her wings. Then, aside from getting dressed, Cheria's decided to take some time to do her hair as well. Gotta get those trademark ribbons back in!

When she finally does emerge from the store, she looks just like her normal self. Except still a bit sore and exhausted.]

I'm sorry if I kept you waiting.

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[He shakes his head.]

...No, it's fine.

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I assume you live in one of the houses here?

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[He nods now in confirmation.]

Yeah. It's a large house, so... you won't need to worry about having your own private room.

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[What was that? Did he just-]

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Asbel... Was that... Are you inviting me to live with you? [In his house? With him? Together?]

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Brb, daydreaming about the wedding.]

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[He does not see what is so confusing about that, Cheria.]

Well... Yeah. Of course I am. It'll be you, and me, and Sophie, and Pascal and Hubert, too. [And our hat-wearing hobo.] We'll all live together.

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[............]

Ah. I see. [She should've known it was too good to be true.]

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[He sees that look on her face.]

...Eh? Is... something wrong, Cheria?

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[She quickly shakes her head.]

No, it's nothing. ... I wasn't aware Pascal is here as well.

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Oh... Well, you know how Pascal is. She turns up when you least expect her.