[He's sitting on one of the plaza's benches, resting his elbows on a wheelbarrow filled with vegetables. He looks perfectly satisfied, though his eyes are a bit swollen from crying. Blame the onions. It's totally the onions' fault. Really.]
It was very nice of the villagers to share their blessings with us. These vegetables are really well grown. [holding out a cabbage, which is immediately taken by his pet lamb] We'll have enough to eat for a while if we don't go overboard with the festivities. We aren't picky, are we, [a pause before he manages to say the lamb's name] Snark?
[The sheep runs up to him and drops a half-eaten cabbage on his hand.]
Yes, yes, that's a good boy. [He pets the lamb, who rests its head on his lap.]
[filtered to Rosiel]
There's a surprise for you in the basement.
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[filtered to Diva]
Miss Diva, may I be so bold as to invite you to dinner? You may bring a guest if you wish.
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[filtered to Cassian]
Prepare the incinerator.