[ AUDIENCE: KUON ICHINOSE ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[txt]

... I guess the writing staff wasn't very creative. Oh, well, don't let your hot cocoa get cold. We're still in the middle of winter! Probably.

[inaccordant]

I'm fine. I'm used to the cold.

[txt]

Because of where you lived before all this?

[inaccordant]

Yes. Obviously I'm not from "the north" of this place, but my false hometown was still based on my real one.

[txt]

Huh... I wonder if it was easier to put you all under their thrall by adding a smidge of truth to your fake realities. What's your real hometown like?

[inaccordant]

[...]

It's by the border, so traders often pass through it.

[txt]

Oh, I see, I see. That sounds interesting. Did you like it?

[inaccordant]

The trader part, or in general?

[txt]

In general, unless you have any strong feelings for the traders you need to get off your chest.

[inaccordant]

Not exactly.

[...]

I liked it.

[txt]

I see... Guess you're probably homesick.

[inaccordant]

[he's quiet for a bit.]

... Not particularly. I left, anyway.

[txt]

Oh.

[A pause.]

... Well, that's alright too.