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[failedprince]

I seem to be back to my senses.

My apologies for those who saw my behavior, that wasn't... that wasn't me.

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[forgetsyounot]

...Prince Clovis?

[Th-this is a little awkward. Heh, how does one talk to royalty, let alone royalty who's supposed to be...]

Um...did something happen to you? Sir...?

[Shirley has no clue what you're talking about. But then again, she's been kind of out of it until recently.]

[failedprince]

[ Blink. ]

Your voice isn't one that I recognize. Could you, perhaps, be one of my citizens?

And, yes, something did, but it's over so there's no reason to dwell upon it.

[forgetsyounot]

...I was, yes.

[She wonders idly if she should still consider herself such, especially since so much has happened since then. Including her being brought to Somarium--]

Ah--but certainly not anyone important. [She adds with a quick chuckle.] I'm...glad you are well, then.

[failedprince]

I am well, yes.

It's always nice to meet a citizen. I'm happy that you are well, or at least, it sounds like you are well.

[forgetsyounot]

I am. I'm feeling much better than I have been lately.

[There is a silent smile, though she cannot see him.]

It seems like the cure was rather effective.

[failedprince]

Oh, were you sick as well?

[forgetsyounot]

...Yes.

It was my fault, really, for playing in the snow a little too long. [a sheepish laugh] But I wasn't expecting it to be as bad as it was.

[She was just expecting a little cold, after all, and that's really how it started out. Who would've thought...]

[failedprince]

I also don't remember winters being this way back home.

[forgetsyounot]

Mm. [nodding] Me either. It's really something to be able to walk and play in it, huh...?

[The snow, that is.

But perhaps that's a bit too childish for Clovis's tastes...]

[failedprince]

I suppose.

It does inspire me to make some winter gear.

[forgetsyounot]

Oh--

[Make winter gear? That's kind of cool--]

Yes, I'm sure that would be quite useful. [A good way to pass the time. People would probably be interested, too, right...?] Ah, what do you make?

[failedprince]

Oh, I can make just about anything.

[forgetsyounot]

For a profit, I take it?

[...Just a guess. She did notice a lot of stores in the Somni district; maybe one of them is his.]

What kind of 'anything,' sir?

[failedprince]

I suppose that I could try to turn a profit.

Well, paintings, sculptures, design of building, clothes... there is nothing that I cannot do in that respect. It's rude to go on about one's accomplishments as it does feel a bit like bragging, but I am proud of it all the same.

[forgetsyounot]

[Ah. Shirley didn't think of it quite like bragging...she's genuinely curious after all. But she won't make him go on and on, if he's not comfortable doing so.]

...How nice. I would love to see your work sometime.

[failedprince]

I could do you one better.

I do miss my citizens, so why not become a temporary model? What are your measurements?