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[patchworksanity]

[Stein's sitting on his porch on a swing, relaxing. Yep. He's just relaxing. Not contemplating ways out of town, the mystery of how it can even exist, what he's heard from his contacts who've been to Westport...and certainly not watching people pass by from behind his reflective glasses

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[limerenceloli]

[Crazy doctor?

Oh my.

Saya must investigate this.

Have a tentacle loli passing by Stein's porch, forcefully dragging one of Giriko's bone golems behind her. Which happens to be on a dog leash.

This is a dog.

Yes.]

[patchworksanity]

What a cute dog you have there, miss.

[limerenceloli]

Hmm? Oh thank you, mister! Ah, yes, this is Fumi-chan. Say hello~

[The bone golem clacks a bit and rattles.]

One of my neighbors gave him to me.

[And by "give", she means "Giriko sent him as a messenger and it was coerced into staying at her house".]

[patchworksanity]

It's cute.

[Stein makes a mental note. There's no mistaking the famous Giriko the Golem Maker's handiwork. This girl can't be as innocent as she seems.]

What can I do for you today?

[limerenceloli]

Did you know that you have a screw in your head and stiches on your face?

[She points to his skull. Because he totally doesn't know it himself.]

[patchworksanity]

[Stein reaches up, adjusting the screw in his head, trying to get a proper read of her wavelength. No good. Most Mayfieldans didn't exhibit anything even resembling one, unless they had a good amount of abilities restored.]

I was aware, yes. Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine.

[Somewhere in the back of his head, an old urge was rising up. This girl...she wasn't just a normal girl, somehow...and he wanted to dissect her, and find out how...Hehehe...it would be so easy...]