[Afternoon finds Arumat on his way to the store to pick up a few necessary ingredients for dinner. Little does he know, however, that he is currently broadcasting his thoughts for the world to see via a thought bubble hovering over his head as he walks through town. Every so often the words will change to an image: often Crowe or Myuria or Edge,
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Happy birthday! [Because Frey is nothing if not friendly.]
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[At that, Arumat stops and stares. How did this total stranger know it was his birthday? He hasn't told anyone, not even Myuria.]
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does he not know about the experiment?
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I should've known we couldn't escape their experiments for long.
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Oh. Hello. Um. Happy birthday? [Don't stare, Emma. He's kind of scary-looking. Just smile!]
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An experiment...?
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Hmm? Oh, no. I'm...not an experiment. [I don't look strange today, do I?] My name's Emma.
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[And he'll gesture upwards at the thought bubble above her head. He's got one that pops up over his own head upon occasion, but it's mostly blank.
... oh, right, he should tell her his name.]
... Arumat.
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(Come to think of it, mine's coming up, too. Huh.)
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[Arumat looks decidedly annoyed until he spots the thought bubble hovering over her head.]
(Is this some kind of experiment?)
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