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[casexcard]

[He walks through the hallways, keeping to the fringes of more populated areas. This isn't a leisurely stroll: it's quick, agitated. He's not in the mood to chat or explore. He just wants to move[He'd been sent home for a very short time -- a few minutes at most, hardly even enough for a conversation -- but it was enough to set him on edge. Home

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[lastnightswish]

[Very pregnant and... giving the white butterfly a very unusual look. I-is that Innocence?]

... where's the fire?

One more time.

[lastnightswish]

[She seems to be counting doors along the right side as she walks. Two... three... and she comes to a stop. There's a moment or two before she shakes her head and walks down a little bit more. Seven... eight. Aha.]

[And she gives him one last sideways look before pushing the door open after another pause.]

[It's just another courtyard, that much is obvious, but a spacious one at that. Kanda tugs her coat tighter and steps inside. Little chilly, but still rather nice.]

[casexcard]

[He follows her inside, staying quiet for a few moments as he looks around.]

[It's no true "outside," but... it's nice. That and the effort to show him it help to take some of his edge off.] ... I haven't seen this one before. Thanks.

[lastnightswish]

[No, it'll never be a true "outside", which is a thought that's starting to make Kanda more and more agitated. Her child... if it's born here... won't know what the true "outside" is like, will it?]

[She nods, looking around for a good place to sit. Stupid swollen feet :|] This one seems to always be in the early Autumn season.

[casecard]

[Tyki would say that's probably the main problem with this place -- the lack of proper "outside" -- but that the kid, at least, couldn't miss what it didn't know.]

I wonder why different courtyards are stuck at different points in time. Not that I expect there to be much of a reason behind anything in this place. [He sees her looking around and starts walks toward a gazebo not far off, seeing if she'll follow. It looks like there's a bench in there.]

[lastnightswish]

[Would you rather miss something you loved, or never know it at all?]

... I doubt they're points in time. It's probably general weather. [It takes her a moment to recognize where he's headed, and she slowly starts to follow.] It's always freezing in Antarctica.

[casexcard]

[Tricky question. His first response would be "never know," but he couldn't be sure.]

You have a point. It's sad that time almost makes sense as well, though. Convenient, but almost annoying in its convenience. [He keeps his pace slow so he doesn't leave her behind.]

[lastnightswish]

[She finds its an answer that is answered easiest when one isn't a parent. Or going to be one. And he won't leave her behind. She catches up easily.]

Time makes more sense than the duplicates, here. [Have a wary look. Subtle, but easy enough to distinguish, if he's looking close enough.] ... what am I, in your world?

[casecard]

[That's probably true about the answer. He'll match whatever pace she sets.]

That's true, though not by terribly much. At least it's still going forward. [It's not like he was watching for it, but even after relaxing more, he's still on alert. He's blinks.] ... A boy, if that's what you're asking. Well, a young man, I suppose. What am I in yours?

[lastnightswish]

[She steps into the gazebo and settling down on a bench. Pretty pond view~]

A Noah. A dead one, at that.

[casexcard]

[He idly looks out to see if there's anything living in the pond.]

... Ah. Aside from the "dead" part, that's starting to seem the most common. [Which weirds him out.] I'm guessing you're in a similar situation.

[lastnightswish]

[Well. There's plenty of these guys swimming around? And a turtle sunning himself on a rock, in the sun, even if it's Fall. Last dredges of Summer, perhaps.]

... Finding myself an orange in a barrel of apples? [Nods] It's unsettling. The others are younger, reckless, and stupid.

[casecard]

[Yay, fish. He likes fish for lunch. He sends his butterfly to flutter near the turtle.]

Do you think so? I can't see you trying to tell them that and having it work out well.

[lastnightswish]

[The turtle gives the butterfly an unamused, and bored look. If a turtle could manage it, anyway.]

Tch. They'll all learn, soon enough. The war is over, in my world.

[casexcard]

[It just wants to be friiieeends. Not really, but the butterfly doesn't mean any harm right now.]

[That catches his interest.] Oh? There's that, at least. I'm assuming you won, since you're not dead.

[lastnightswish]

[The longer it lingers in front of the turtle, the less bored and more curious the turtle starts to look. Mm. Hungry.]

[She hasn't noticed it caught his interest. Rather, she just leans back against the gazebo rail and puts a hand on her belly.] Of course we won. Walker wasn't going to lose.