Indeed he did. And yes... I believe it would be wise for you to exchange some words with him... But not on Grandship, Edea. Promise me. Then... something about him was different. He would harm you, and I will not send you into his blade with these words. Most likely it would be best to while you're locked away? His journal states that he intended to speak with you. Why - he was the one that noticed you were missing.
[Some part of him hates the fact he's even giving this advice. But it's for two reasons. Primarily, Edea. She seems devastated, it hasn't passed him by, and even that man's death hurting her makes him want to punch him. Secondarily... she turned down his proposal.
Regardless, ...he's jealous. Very much so, actually - and there's only one way around it. A terrible joke, and inciting her ire.]
Ah, to be the man with the key to your room... A charming reverie, if I do say so myself.
[Yes, he's expecting her to explode. But if it stops her feeling sad, even just for the short amount of time it takes for her to yell at him, it's worth it.]
A clone... is hardly important. It's a concept put to me while I've been here. An identical copy of a person, without their memories. Nonsense on our world. Some digimon are clones too, apparently. They call them SCOPE digimon. Or so I've heard.
[And! What would he hate, simply by the amount of sugar... yes, of course.]
I noticed a few millefeuilles in the window as we entered. Most likely they'll do multiple varieties. As I said, I don't intend for you to pay a thing. Guilmon, too.
[And! speaking of the digimon, Escha's just going to hang her head again.]
Everything they're talking about is wrong. I don't know what you know about your chosen, but you see it too, right? Please say you see it. I thought... I thought that her actually turning up would mean the witch hasn't got a hold on her any more, that she'd know what she did to him while she was under the witches' control, and that she'd be sorry. But it's not that way at all, she's still believing these stupid lies, just like him.
["Witch" of course being the wind vestal. Or at the very least, Escha's perception of Agnès.]
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[Some part of him hates the fact he's even giving this advice. But it's for two reasons. Primarily, Edea. She seems devastated, it hasn't passed him by, and even that man's death hurting her makes him want to punch him. Secondarily... she turned down his proposal.
Regardless, ...he's jealous. Very much so, actually - and there's only one way around it. A terrible joke, and inciting her ire.]
Ah, to be the man with the key to your room... A charming reverie, if I do say so myself.
[Yes, he's expecting her to explode. But if it stops her feeling sad, even just for the short amount of time it takes for her to yell at him, it's worth it.]
A clone... is hardly important. It's a concept put to me while I've been here. An identical copy of a person, without their memories. Nonsense on our world. Some digimon are clones too, apparently. They call them SCOPE digimon. Or so I've heard.
[And! What would he hate, simply by the amount of sugar... yes, of course.]
I noticed a few millefeuilles in the window as we entered. Most likely they'll do multiple varieties. As I said, I don't intend for you to pay a thing. Guilmon, too.
[And! speaking of the digimon, Escha's just going to hang her head again.]
Everything they're talking about is wrong. I don't know what you know about your chosen, but you see it too, right? Please say you see it. I thought... I thought that her actually turning up would mean the witch hasn't got a hold on her any more, that she'd know what she did to him while she was under the witches' control, and that she'd be sorry. But it's not that way at all, she's still believing these stupid lies, just like him.
["Witch" of course being the wind vestal. Or at the very least, Escha's perception of Agnès.]