[He's sitting by the lake, staring at it. This book...this book was magic. That was the only explanation for how he was suddenly on a bridge, here. Someone-00-was coming for him? Were they supposed to do this for new people? Or was it his name? He couldn't tell.]
[00's carrying a small paper bag containing a bento as she searches the lakeshore. She's... not sure why. She'd been making them for Fred and Composer so maybe it's just logical to bring it to him, even though he has no idea who he is, or she is.
She spots him watching the water and walks over quickly. He looks pensive... but she doesn't sit down yet.]
I am 00.
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What is your location?
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She spots him watching the water and walks over quickly. He looks pensive... but she doesn't sit down yet.]
Pray. I am 00.
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Nice to meet you in person, 00. You didn't have to come all the way out here.
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[She holds out the bag then, not sure how to proceed from here. It's a simple vegetarian bento, with tofu and umeboshi.]
This is your lunch.
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[Why does this twinge a little thread in him, not entirely sorrow or regret, but of acceptance? People should feel bad at things like this...]
...Thank you.
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[...now what should she say?]
Do you want to know me?
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[She looks at the ground. Now that she isn't holding the bag, she grips one arm tightly, not sure what to do or say now.]
You can ask me questions if you want.
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Maybe if I try hard enough, I'll remember it all. Remember you, and the things you've said.
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