[The journal falls open just in time to catch a pained gasp, followed by some rather upset sniffling.] T-t-that hurt! B-but R-R-Rem said dreams aren’t s-suppose to hurt! It’s so cold. Rem! Kn-nives! [Finally the journal catches a glimpse of little Vash as he shakily tries to stand up in it‘s view. His trade mark spiky hair is gone. Instead it falls
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[Upon reaching the lake, she knew all she had to do was follow the ice-covered river to get back to town-- but sensing Vash out there by himself on the icy lake caught her interest. Especially since something seemed a little off about him today. Very off, actually.]
...Vash? Are you all right?
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I am called Cheyenne, and this land is called Luceti. Many creatures are brought here under mysterious circumstances. It is likely far different from whatever place you were formerly located.
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...are you a P-Pla-Plant too?
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[It's not like she's being dishonest, seeing as she told Vash when he was older, right?]
The middle of a frozen lake is not an ideal place to be in this weather. There is a warm place for you to stay in the village nearby.
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Put this on. You sound much colder now than I will be without it.
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It is only a short walk until we are off the ice, and then we can follow the edge of the river to town. Do be careful not to trip, as I will be unable to prevent you from falling.
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Are y-you blind? [He's starting to take in a few more details, now that the initial panic has left. No wonder you couldn't stop him from falling.]
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...in one sense, yes, I am. However, that does not mean I am entirely incapable of knowing my surroundings. I can sense your presence quite easily, for which you should be thankful or you might have remained alone on the ice.
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