20 → close beside your window the music of your pines

[crimson_seeker]

Can't for the life of me remember how that citation properly goes, but in any case, I'm not dead, so any reports you might've heard to that effect ought to be false. Had some thinking to do, so I left the journal aside for a spell. Looks like the place is still standing, though

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[feathered_earth]

A year, huh? Pretty soon you'll be as old as me.

I like the name Kouei too.

[crimson_seeker]

If we go by Edensphere reckoning, we ought to all be calling you grandmother, Krile-tàimǔ.

[As he just did, cheekily.]

Then pick whichever sits better on your tongue. I'll answer to either, I reckon.

[feathered_earth]

Maybe I should replace my spear with a cane to reflect my status.

I like the look of Kouei, but you'll have to tell me how it's pronounced. Until then I'll call you Hawk.

[crimson_seeker]

And get a seat of honour in your house, surely.

I'll give you a crash course next we meet. "Krile" is a bit of a mouthful, too, but I got it eventually. You can't do worse.

[feathered_earth]

Naturally!

Need anything new from the shop? For your cocoonday.

[crimson_seeker]

Have you got a leatherworker stashed away somewhere? I have a knife in need of a sheath.

[feathered_earth]

Sure, we can help you with that! Just bring the knife down to the shop sometime.

[crimson_seeker]

I will. Thanks.