corrinesbell | 124. Plans

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124. Plans

I've been thinking about it for the past few days, and I think...I think I wanna have a tea house. It was...I liked it. Anyone wanna point me in the right direction for a place where I could put one? The place it was...y'know, before...isn't what I can use anymore.

[She's thought about how doing something like this is pretty much declaring, after all this time, a belief in the permanence of her situation. ...Oh well. It's also something to do and maybe it'll give other people here a chance to just not think about some stuff, if they need the chance.]

Hey, Elicia? D'you think I could come and...look at some of those, uh, pictures you had? ...The ones from the orchard, I mean.

[Alternately, you can meet up with her on her way to the clothing shop to see if there's anything...well, if there's anything.]

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Honestly... I wish I knew how to calm you down when you're all fired up.

[He'll slide by her and start cleaning it up.]

Dunno if that'd be me being me, though.

[she starts trying to gather the glass into a pile. With the hand it broke in. Zelos may need to tell her why that is a bad idea, she's getting blood on their cooking surface]

I don't know, okay? If I did then you'd already know about it.

...

[Okay, grabbing that wrist gently and getting it out of the glass.]

You know, being upset is fine and all, but please quit cutting your hand on the glass just because you're not paying attention to what you're doing.

[It was the breaking that did it, not the cleaning-up. It's just a cut or two, she's fine.]

It's not a big deal. I'm the one who did it.

So? I want to help.

Then get something I can sweep all this into.

Sure.

[While he's at it, he's getting something for your hand, too.]

[while he's at it, she'll be rinsing her hand off in the sink and making a face]

What's with that face?

Nothing. It stings.

Oh, I thought you were upset or something.

[She is. Obviously.]

C'mere, do you think there's glass in here? [offering her hand for inspection. ...The answer is no]

[He looks closely. He looks kind of dorky when he sticks his tongue out unconsciously.]

Mmmm. Nah.

You sure?

[but she guesses he looks sure enough]

Mm, okay. [for now she's going to just...hold onto this dish towel then.] Sorry. I didn't mean to do that.

It happens. Better the glass than me.

[a nod, but nothing else really.]

Sorry. I shouldn't have gotten so mad over what you said.

[a bit more silence first]

I just wanna know if it's all real. If this would even be happening if we were where we belonged.

I can't say for sure. Wouldn't say it's impossible, though.

Isn't it? They wouldn't accept you and Meltokio doesn't want much to do with me either.

Who said anything about Meltokio? The way things are going, all my influence will be gone pretty soon anyways.

...Well it's where you live. And I don't think I'm gonna be able to stay there.

We'd figure something out.

[she just throws her dish towel in the sink and starts looking around for the band-aids]

Here, I already got one for you.

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