[small drawn etchmarks, tallying up to three hundred and sixty-five]
Huh. A year. I've been here a year now. So much has changed and so little hasn't. Larsa, sweetheart, I think we'll only need to set the table for the two of us tonight, okay? I'll make us something special.
I was stupid to think this place would let me keep him. But, Vaan was
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{soft, disbelieving laugh}
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Perhaps a measure of Archadia keeps us here...
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[a long, long pause before writing again.]
If there's a body, I don't know if I can attend to him myself. With Basch and T-Travis and everyone... I don't remember how I managed.
I wonder why all of the other Dalmascans have been called home, but I haven't.
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Selfishly, I would like to think it's because... I need a friend here, one from our own world who sees me for me.
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I can't let them take you from me, too. You're all I have, Larsa.
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