[Action - Open to any in Mysidia]

[monk_princess]

[Ah, Mysidia. Ursula was a bit delayed in reaching the mage town, thanks to other issues. Nonetheless, the princess has kept to her word and with Ceodore at her side. An unusually quiet, distant Ceodore. She's still not certain what has triggered the change in his demeanor, but there just hasn't been time alone to ask. Maybe she'll find out later,

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[lunarianlegacy]

[While Ursula wanders the town, Ceodore will just linger a short distance away. He's not mad. Heck, he's not even sure what the heck is bothering him so much about that stupid rumor. But he's not about to leave her alone, even in a location as safe as Mysidia. Ursula can handle herself, but if anything did happen to her, Yang would snap him in half for it. Of that he was certain.

So he'll be following along like a little lost puppy, noting how small the community seems from what he remembers. He can't help but notice Ursula's pause and question, however.]

Uh, huh? Urusla?

[monk_princess]

[Ursula peers around intently, then frowns, stumped.]

I...did you hear her?

[lunarianlegacy]

Hear who?

[Ceodore's looking around but really has no idea what she's talking about.]

[monk_princess]

[She sighs, shoulders sagging.]

I thought I heard Mother, but...I must have been mistaken.

[She manages a smile and straightens, not about to let that get to her.]

After all, if she was here, we would all know about it.

[praygenius]

[It's been an eventful few days, between the arrival of the injured stranger and making preparations to go out to the Soil Desert. But there's still time for prayer. There's always time for prayer. When the guests arrive she looks up from praying for the injured man's health and for a safe journey, smiling.]

Ursula! Ceodore-

-hold still.

[And with no warning but that she descends upon Ceodore with a hairbrush. He has airship hair again.]

[monk_princess]

[Watching Porom fuss at Ceodore, Ursula tries not to smirk but can't help it.]

It's good to see you again, Porom.

[lunarianlegacy]

[Ceodore frowns and tries to shoo Porom by flinging an arm over his head.]

Hey! Cut it out.

[praygenius]

Fine. You can do it yourself.

[She hands him the hairbrush. Sorry, Ceo, you're not escaping this encounter with unbrushed hair.]

It's wonderful to see both of you in person again. The skyphones are amazing devices but they're so impersonal.