silversnowfall | [1][voice]

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[first, the sounds of someone waking up, as well as running water and the chirps of a few birds. Then, some muttering, about glasses and being outside. And then...]

A book? ...It's been written in. What is this?

[written in much later]

This has all been explained to me. ...Though I still find it very hard to believe.

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I'm fine. Just tired.

Get some rest. You must be exhausted.

...Is it all right with you?

I'd rather you sleep here than find out you've landed yourself in the clinic from over-exertion.

I'll find somewhere to stay as soon as I can.

It's really no trouble if you decide to stay here. There are a number of open rooms in this building.

Perhaps one of those, then.

Stay here for tonight, then. I'll help you find somewhere else to stay tomorrow.

[chooses not to look at him lest something in her eyes give away what she's thinking]

Thank you.

[Jade can probably read your mind anyway, Nephry.]

Of course.

I'll go prepare some tea.

That would be...wonderful, actually.

Is there somewhere I can go to change?

Yes, there's a powder room that you can use.

Thank you.

[perfectly capable of finding it herself, and would rather be in her own clothes]

[Well, when Neph returns, she'll find a cup of tea waiting for her. Don't worry! It's not poisoned!]

[Jade would do a lot, but he wouldn't be so obvious as to poison her tea. Which she will sit down and drink. She couldn't manage to get her coat on over the wings, unfortunately]

Thank you, Jade.

[Yeah, those wings are a problem like that. If Nephry looks, she'll probably notice that there are holes in his uniform that his wings stick out from.]

Of course, Nephry.

...I'm sorry I don't have much else to ask. It's all a lot to think about.

Take your time.

At least your questions are fairly easy to manage. I can't begin to imagine what His Majesty might ask.

Where his rappigs were, perhaps.

For the sake of my sanity, I do hope he isn't dragged here.

There's only so much one could handle of him asking where 'his cute little Jade is'.

He calls you that?

No. It's one of his rappigs.

...Well, it's...ah, nice to know, I suppose...that those letters weren't all about you.

I'm surprised you haven't heard more about them. He's quite fond of his Nephry.

Oh, I've heard about them.

[looking down into the teacup]

Sometimes it was hard to tell if he was talking about Jade the animal or the person, that's all.

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