[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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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?
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I...did you hear her?
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[Ceodore's looking around but really has no idea what she's talking about.]
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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.
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Sorry, Ursula. You okay?
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[She pauses and looks him over, wondering if she should ask.]
...are you? You've been a little quiet. Are you sure you're all right with accompanying me?
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[You know, in case your mystery beau shows up and you want alone time with him. SIGH.]
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Get in the way of what?
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[On one hand, he's a derp for believing it. On the other hand, at least he's derpy enough to blurt out what's on his mind. More or less.]
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[Ursula is completely in love with Delita, of course. Which is why she has forgotten all about him and their meeting.]
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[He's forgetting that there was some sort of blip in that system, but is remembering having gotten an invite that he thought was from her.]
I heard about it. Um, sorry if...
[Heck pretty much for existing at this point. His self-worth is totally shot.]
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Oh...him. Now I remember. You heard about that?
[And then she frowns.]
Ceodore....
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[Why is she only just remembering?]
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Just what kind of person do you think I am? Do you really believe I would kiss you and then go run off for a romantic encounter with someone else?
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[Cringe.]
I didn't mean it like that. I just, um...
I screwed up again, didn't I?
[Good grief, just shoot the poor boy and put him out of his misery.]
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How did you mean it?
[Chose your words wisely, Ceodore.]
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