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[ebon_divinity]

Here is Rosana, with scratches on her shins and berry stains on her fingers, walking restlessly at the edge of the woods, trying to tuck her hair back into its fraying braid.

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[freyborg_fenix]

And here is Stock, coming in the opposite direction, hands in his pockets, staring up at the sky and whistling aimlessly as he walks, a repetitive, annoyingly cheerful tune that stops when he catches sight of Rosana.

"--Rosana!"

[ebon_divinity]

"Hullo!"

[freyborg_fenix]

He smiles broadly. "How're you?"

[ebon_divinity]

She shrugs. "All right. You?"

[freyborg_fenix]

"Well enough. I haven't seen you in a while, though."

[ebon_divinity]

"I've been here."