[It's been over two weeks since Cheria was taken by the Malnosso, but at last, her journal is showing signs of life again. There's just one problem. The voice being broadcast through it doesn't entirely sound like Cheria. It's that of a young girl- eleven years old to be exact. She seems to be having trouble breathing, a weak gasp sounding every
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-- is pretty much all Hubert is aware of as he (anxiously) waits for her return at the house. (Though on second thought, he probably should have accompanied his brother, and he's been regretting this the moment Asbel stepped out of the house.) When he hears the door opening and closing, he heads to the entrance to investigate.]
Cheria --
[ . . . oh. What?]
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. . . no, he can't. It's Asbel.]
You were bringing water to Cheria, weren't you?
[Maybe you should go join them so Asbel doesn't run his mouth.]
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[You know, as soon as he actually gets a glass down and fills it up. Oh, and some ice might be good too, it's awfully hot outside.]
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...Yeah, we did.
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Yeah. It was a difficult road, but... I am.
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[Just look at that innocent face. She has no idea that she just said something very wrong.]
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...Yeah, I'm sure they are.
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Here you are, Miss Cheria.
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[She accepts the glass with both hands and carefully settles it on her lap.]
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